Lyrics:
Are you still waiting on your words
Like shadows of the evening birds
Drifting by just out of reach
Hiding in the pine trees
I would paint the sky
than syrup slow down your face
Spurs matte from the life force sprung loose from wells
Welled deep by the enforcers of mock justice of the red, white
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I'm cooking up work on a Thursday
Preppin' my kitchen for a Friday
Weekend gon' be rolling
Wraith just waiting on me
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
sexy, or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "You need a man who has got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
sexy, or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "You need a man who has got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
I know you heard that I got nominated
Won't you walk the red carpet with it
With a dress I bought you, it's awful when I've been gone too long
these white lines
Drive into the blue night
Been stuck on a red most all my life
Chasing the green in this old town
I ain’t stopping for an Amber
what was going on
You cheated on me for a long time
From that day I couldn't move on
Everyday waiting for you to answer
You left me on red like every
blue American, red in the face
Fulfilling his freedoms, taking his place
In California, the land of deserts and swamps
And plenty of concrete with curbs
ago you felt the stirring
That the bright blue and the deep red bring
Oh, when they become a heart
We’ve run by so many times
The meaning we pursued
glory is true.
Paint the Town Red
Gold's not all that glitters,
And penniless fools cry in there beer,
Staring at broken down castles,
Eyes
Woah now, what are you doing?
I feel like I've seen this go down before
You're blinded by the red, white and blue
You're not watching where you're
at a standstill
Testing me red or blue pill
Got ten more dollars
Psychic will spill like a spell
Walking all the voices shrill
Guided by a strong force
Drives a red
the Doldrums
While waiting for a breeze
When the stillness of the day was brok
By a merman in the deep blue seas
Well, the captain, he slept
Below while
Days go by you're not by my side
I always try to stay alive
I sleep by my phone waiting for your call
Or anything at all, anything while it is yours
There were Swedes at the the blue line
Finns at the red
A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over brawn-that might work for you
Change that red for the colour blue, but can you change THE SYSTEM?
knows, got damn she knows
How to play the game, put them all to shame
Red or blue pill, it's all the same, might be high as hell but she does her thang,
knows, goddamn she knows
How to play the game, put them all to shame
Red or blue pill, it's all the same, might be high as hell but she does her thang,
Waiting for them to change your mind
Rocking horses they float on by
They float on by
Cigarette butts
Roll past Muddy Waters
Famous Fireman Red
Calls them
remember when they had a meal to eat
Some sleep in doorways waiting for the day
Some sleep in boxes we have thrown away
Under the red, white and blue
at the moon, how she reflects us
I can see my thoughts so bright under the red lights
Can you feel this breeze behind my neck?
Step by step it leads me back
Look
I'm going deeper than a bullseye
I'm a king, there ain't nothing that I rule by
Be my queen and we could turn this rain to a blue sky, I
Wanna live it
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