Black-Red

The one is big. The other small
The winners' feet are short
...trails the wolves are following
never never ever ever ever ever ever swallow it...
Oh it feels strange...

It produces a similar call
No factory blare
...cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it.
For a cure...

Oh black
or maybe red
or black
or maybe red

The one is big. The other small
The winners' feet are short
...trails the wolves are following
never never ever ever swallow it...
Oh it feels strange...

It produces a similar call
No factory blare
...cloud around it
Never ever ever ever ever stop to hound it.
For a cure...

for a cure
Oh black
or maybe red
or black
or maybe red
or black
or maybe red
or black
or maybe red
or maybe red
or black...



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Johnson, Scott Mcmicken, Toby Leaman
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