Flaming Red

Took a walk around the block I bought a candle, it was flaming red, flaming red I thought a thought then I forgot So I sang a happy song in my head, in my head I wore my red shoes, wore my red shoes again They're getting worn out from all of the wandering Worn out and holy, holy as Jesus Me and my red shoes, nothing can please us Stupid girl, she was dressed like She deserved everything that she got Bloody pumps, dead girl Hey, world, thanks a lot, thanks a lot I wore my red shoes, wore my red shoes again They're getting worn out from all of the wandering Worn out and holy, holy as Jesus Me and my red shoes, nothing can, nothing can please us Flaming red, flaming red Flaming red, flaming red Flaming red, flaming red Flaming red, flaming Walking in my red shoes, and I get so worn out and I'm Walking in my red shoes, and my soles are torn out and I'm Walking in my red shoes, and I'm holy as Jesus and I'm Walking in my red shoes, and nothing can, nothing can please us