Seeing Red

They're dropping bombs again And they're doing it in your name All the rational commentaries In the papers that I read Marmalade and buttered toast And smell of Sunday roast Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam Oh to be an Englishman When you hear the sound of warning When the only colour is red Red sky in the morning Everywhere I'm seeing red Dawn brings a day of hell Hours that we pawn and sell A single magpie in the tree One for sorrow one for me Kick it off the cliff I said Now the line fucks up my head Too late to change this mode Break all my moral codes When you hear the sound of warning When the only colour is red Red sky in the morning Everywhere I'm seeing red Running from myself again And all I feel is shame It doesn't matter where I go Everywhere still looks the same This sense of emptiness As we create this mess Self-destructive tendencies Are what you mean to me When you hear the sound of warning When the only colour is red Red sky in the morning Everywhere I'm seeing red