Seeing Red - Remastered
They're dropping bombs again
And they're doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries
In the papers that I read
Marmalade and buttered toast
And a smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
Oh, to be an Englishman, ooh
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
Dawn brings a day of hell
Hours that we pawn and sell
A single magpie in the tree
One for sorrow, one for me
"Kick it off the cliff," I said
Now the line fucks up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
Running from myself again
And all I feel is shame
It doesn't matter where I go
Everywhere still looks the same
This sense of emptiness
As we create this mess
Self-destructive tendencies
Are what you mean to me
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
And they're doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries
In the papers that I read
Marmalade and buttered toast
And a smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
Oh, to be an Englishman, ooh
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
Dawn brings a day of hell
Hours that we pawn and sell
A single magpie in the tree
One for sorrow, one for me
"Kick it off the cliff," I said
Now the line fucks up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
Running from myself again
And all I feel is shame
It doesn't matter where I go
Everywhere still looks the same
This sense of emptiness
As we create this mess
Self-destructive tendencies
Are what you mean to me
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Coleman, Andrew James Dalrymple Gill, Walker Kevin, Martin Glover
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