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Ballad for Americans

Paul Robeson

Ballad for Americans

1993

In seventy-six the sky was red
thunder rumbling overhead
Bad King George couldn't sleep in his bed
And on that stormy morn, Ol' Uncle Sam was

Italian X Rays

Steve Miller Band

Italian X-Rays

1984

To the rhythm, to the beat 
Of a powerful groove 
Her lips are red 
Her body is soft 
She is a movin' volcano 
Man, I mean she's hot 

She got the long cool legs

The beer I had for breakfast was a bottle of Mad Dog
And my 20/20 vision was fifty percent off
You said punch-buggy red and punched me right in my

New National Anthem

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in

red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do

Early in the morning, I wanna leave my bed
I'm getting out for sunshine, it's coming up so red
My shoes are nearly soaking, from the misty morning

spell out your name are in red
I don't want these feelings to ever spread
Cause darling, I am still hanging by a thread

You are that feeling that never

aware
We're burning day during the nights we're awake
Our dreams are forsaken when we stay up late
Baby
(Stay here)
It's the end of the year
(Stay still)

Can you kiss me again
Like you used to in the mornings
I just wanna be where you are
oh oh oh oh
right where you are
3am
And I'm lying here burning

by the way they do  The dad grew older and the kid did too  One day dad said '''son, I think I'm deathly ill  You better put me on that burning boat,

Here I am face down
The self doubt starts to rise,
Like the burning sun,
When I open my eyes.

I'm in the eye of the storm,
But I'll push

another colour on the pile 
And I don't miss it, my city's gone missing 
I hated it all anyway 
So bring on the burning, a dove stuck on red string 
We'll

burning fourth degree
This is desire flaming red I think of you alone in bed
Day in day out you are inside this heartshaped box I run and hide

Postmarked

riding together since I was young
I would say about thirteen we met
We was ditching school smoking and having fun
Burning J's on the side of the house with

tired of burning candle lights
Know I'd paint the city red for you
Screaming fuck the feds for you
Fucking with the family got a large order of led for

You hothead
Red star
Are you mad now?
Comfort in burning up under your skin
If daylight turns strands of your dark hair to silk
I wouldn't think that

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the fucking house 
My reefer is burning
Then I ate the fucking mouse
The bodies were hung with care

Always on my mind
You can't imagine, I'm so excited
The idea to see you again, I'm burning
Why are we waiting, you know I need it
I have to take in my

cause I can't stick to that
Might lose my mind staying with you, I'm getting sick of that
I don't think you getting that
Burning roses, I see red
Ain't

on the faces
Of people walking by

I've seen it it the forest
I've seen it in the sea
I've seen it in the mountains
I've seen it deep inside of me

But Where,

7up with lean I think it's bed time 
6 calls a day you got a dead line 
5 star whizzing thru a red light
Brodie had dark and light like the apartheid

I’ll gladly tear it of my soul

It feels like all this fucking stench
Was their way to end us all

My hands are burning red
Most of the pain goes

vices
And I just don't care what the price is
I'm tryna fill up the silence
With all these vices (oh)
Burning through a cigarette
Got somebody in my bed

don't get cancelled he really be begging me
I'm sorry Jason it's really been egging me
All I see is red like Budd Dwyer's
Head sprawled on the bed getting