My Red Heaven

My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where Seven isn't in control
Seven isn't in control
And neither are you

My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where you and I will never talk
Of things that are blue

Someone used to say to me when I was very young
That I was just a simpleton whose life was but a joke
I think he dreams of finding me and cutting out my tongue
Or hoping, praying, dreaming of the night I'll finally croak
I found myself in weakest bearings when I heard him say
He wouldn't be my friend because of diving in graves
There are things that I wish that I could undo so today
But angering that person is a memory I'll save

Cause he deserved to feel my vitriolic
Slander saved for alcoholic
Clowns who can't keep holding up their pants
While doing devilish dance

My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where Seven isn't in control
Seven isn't in control
And neither are you

My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where you and I will never talk
Of things that are blue

The only thing that soothes me into peaceful dreamless rest
Is knowing that the Cherry Farmer lives in broken floors
I hope it lives forever with a burning in the chest
I hope it comes across a hundred million closing doors
The screaming in my head it doesn't ever seem to drop
It echoes like a chamber in the ancient halls of Greece
Behold! You are Medusa, in their tracks the children stop
But I am one with Hera, may her fury never cease
Cause you deserve to feel my vitriolic
Slander saved for alcoholic
Clowns who can't keep holding up their pants
While doing devilish dance

So much makes me feel sick to my
So much makes me feel sick to my
So much makes me feel like giving up
Like that Green Flamingo In The Garden
I saw the other day
It had nothing to say

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My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where Seven isn't in control
Seven isn't in control
And neither are you

My Red Heaven is a place
(Is A Place)
Where you and I will never talk
Of things that are blue