Red

Lyrics

Nothing ever happens in this dirty hick town The bar is always closed and all the hookers are long gone The church is entertaiment and prozac is the drug I'm going out of my mind, start changing it around I got gallons of blood Can't remember where it's from Just clippings on the wall I guess it's stuff that I have done I've gotta paint this town red! Autoerotic, I'm bored and all neurotic Just sitting around all day just planning how to die Wasting time, cracking fingers My body gets thinner by the minute Sometimes I feel that I am dead Distant memories haunt me It really seems like a dream Like a dead man's song A machine with no conscience I've gotta paint this town red! Like a dead man's song I'm just a souped-up machine with no conscience Like a dead man's song Living in a dirty hick town I've gotta paint this town red!