Red

Red, you look tired You look older than your mother Where should I not touch? What should I not kiss? Where does it hurt? Red, in you slumber You look younger, so much stronger Honey on your breath Heaven in your head Where does it hurt? Red, Red, Red, oh Red, Red, Red, oh So long in this house It's a big one, full of scarecrows, even now so You look ahead to the edge Of a big metal sun over sunset, overheated, over Over welcome home, our only son Red, Red, Red, oh Red, Red, Red, oh Red, Red, Red, oh Come over, open mouth like Venus Come over, over mountain like Vesuvius Send a rocket to Red and he goes coo-coo Send a rocket to Red and he goes coo-coo Come over, open mouth like Venus Come over, over mountain like Vesuvius Send a rocket to Red and he goes coo-coo Send a rocket to Red and he goes coo-coo Send a rocket to Red, send a rocket to Red