gettin richer Listen to what I'm spittin, who you think benefittin while all these heads splittin they money-gettin See the gangbangin ain't all about the red
, It's so very much nicer than beer. I don't care for sherry, one cannot drink stout, And port is a wine I can well do without. It's simply a case of
us all safe and warm Keep us in ignorant bliss Heaven help old Joseph Bloggs in his cardboard box Reaching out his hand for a piece of me Heaven give
ask you to tell, heaven or hell Say goodbye, soon to fade away, with the memories in grey My grief, my greed, transcend with the leaves No more tears to shed, once simply red
here comes GREGGERY PECCARY Yes it's cravy, cravy, yeah . . . Hoonna-han Hoonna-han Narrator: Every morning, GREGGERY drives his little red Volkswagen
and asks 'hows your faith these days?' I strive for betterment, he replies in tones with sentiment 'But I lost all faith in this God that I once saw heaven
stick and stone mixes hex my fertile crescent Now all's well, I'm laughing on the inside I swear Just trying to keep my head above red tide despair My
eyes and asks 'hows your faith these days?' I strive for betterment, he replies in tones with sentiment 'But I lost all faith in this God that I once saw heaven
Keep us all safe and warm Keep us in ignorant bliss Heaven help old Joseph Bloggs in his cardboard box Reaching out his hand for a piece of me Heaven
? So this is real, I'm living my... It's 3 a.m. riding slow in my V6, Thinking why the hell it took so long to... Later... the phone And... a red light
And never never look ahead A pitchfork of a destination Submerged in a sea of red These nightmares never go away Still bound by chains of self decay To simply
Air, I'm straight out of Brooklyn, resident Seen your movie, gee, you didn't represent But Red Hot can-can, yes, I can-can My Method will 'bring the pain' simply