Reds

I ain't coming back from this
Wound up in a passion pit
I was moving against a force
Now I got my anthem writ

Remember all the red light
And the thunder
I had nothing left I
Was asunder
Lost abound and led astray
But
Summer came and bore punk array
Hurray!

Dead, dead, dead, dead
Leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Show me the color!
Red, red, red, reds
Greens, greens, greens, greens
Browns, browns, browns, browns, browns, brown
Show me the colors!

It started with the Rite of spring
Riots out the door
Dissonance and romance
April showers sing
May your flowers roar
Through the dog days
Sepals in a long way

Up against the ropes I'm torn
Oh, we managed the swarm
Got our heads in the dawn
Raised our eyes to the light
And got our ears back

I just wanna see the sun
Tip its cap to the endless night
I don't need a free lunch
Spin my head I'm a satellite

Dead, dead, dead, dead
Leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Show me the color!
Red, red, red, reds
Greens, greens, greens, greens
Browns, browns, browns, browns, browns, brown
Show me the colors!

Cut'em up brush it off
Turn around and face
Fear alone, pheromones
Leave it on decay
Hear them bells, straight to hell
Boys you better thank
Under spells, do pray tell
I'll find another way

Wind along the side
A ways
Try and find a sign
To stay
Greener pastures
All we know
Winter trained us all
Too well

Wait at the gate with a penny for a reason
A place on the stage with Vivaldi's Four Seasons
Presto here we go gonna get a feeling
Spring summer fall winter and you know they're all leaving

WOOT! I'ma holler!
WOOT! Where's your jaw?
WOOT! Where's them salad days
Kid, where's the ballad?

Dead, dead, dead, dead
Leaves, leaves, leaves, leaves
Ground, ground, ground, ground
Show me the color!
Red, red, red, reds
Greens, greens, greens, greens
Browns, browns, browns, browns, browns, brown
Show me the colors!