|
|
Reds In My Bed Lyrics
10cc > Bloody Tourists > Reds In My Bed Lyrics
Lyrics of Song Reds In My Bed
|
There�s a fat man who offers a change of scene
Says he�ll guarantee my sheet will be clean
When i get on the outside
But who can you trust when the walls have ears
I�m for takin� a chance, like a drownin� man
I�m going under
I�ve got reds in my bed
I�m not easily led to the slaughter
And while the cold war exists
I�ll stay warm with the commisar�s daughter
We could meet at the zoo where the tiger roams
In a prison of steel
He reminds me so much of the way i feel
And we know that we�re both in the danger zone
Where the eyes of the world
Full of shutters and bugs are upon us now
I�ve got reds in my bed
I get blues looking out of my window
And we�re never alone, there�s a tap on the phone
And my pillow
Let me go home
(there�s a girl in a distant land)
Let me go home
(who�s nothing more than a memory)
She don�t know that i�m gonna be free
Let me go home
(you�re a land full of misery)
Let me go home
(you�re a cruel and a faceless race)
I don�t like your philosophy
I don�t like your philosophy
The connections are made and the time is right
So my body is walled in the shell of a car
In the dead of night
And i laugh through the pain and the agony
As they cut me away to be born again
Back to humanity
You�ve got reds in your bed
There�s a man lookin� over your shoulder
But don�t you give him your mind
It�s too late when you find that it�s over
You!
Let me go home
(you�re a land full of misery)
Let me go home
(you�re nothing more than a memory)
I don�t like your philosophy
Let me go home
(you�re a cruel and a faceless race)
Let me go home
(you�re nothing more than a memory)
I don�t like your philosophy
|
|
| |
| Comments on Reds In My Bed Lyrics |
| Post Your Comment on Reds In My Bed Lyrics |
| |
|
|
|
|
www.DownloadSongsLyrics.com is Best Viewed at 800x600