Lyrics to Bring In The Red
Don't speak of this red
It's getting to your head
This is death to you
We join you on this rendezvous
Biting tongues
Smoke fills up these lungs
These exhibitions, inhibitions
Values of...
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
To these hidden agendas
Refuge in censorship
Make sure not to let that slip
Religion, decision
We create a new tradition
What harm?
No one can break these arms
These exhibitions, inhibitions
Values of...
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
To these hidden agendas
We will never see that side of you
You're so fickle and untruthful friend
With your propaganda
Recreating, procreating
Estimating, contemplating
Fact or fiction
That's our vision
Calling number
That's our one!
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
On and on and on and on and on
It's getting to your head
This is death to you
We join you on this rendezvous
Biting tongues
Smoke fills up these lungs
These exhibitions, inhibitions
Values of...
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
To these hidden agendas
Refuge in censorship
Make sure not to let that slip
Religion, decision
We create a new tradition
What harm?
No one can break these arms
These exhibitions, inhibitions
Values of...
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
To these hidden agendas
We will never see that side of you
You're so fickle and untruthful friend
With your propaganda
Recreating, procreating
Estimating, contemplating
Fact or fiction
That's our vision
Calling number
That's our one!
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
Bring the red in
Bring in the red
Send 'em on in
Send 'em on in
They've got time on their hands
And they need their release
From all these lies
That break these ties
Of innocence
A supplement
On and on and on and on and on
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