10 Cc - Reds In My Bed Lyrics
Theres a fat man who offers a change of sceneSays hell guarantee my sheet will be cleanWhen I get on the outsideBut who can you trust when the walls have earsIm for takin a chance, like a drownin manIm going underIve got reds in my bedIm not easily led to the slaughterAnd while the cold war existsIll stay warm with the commisars daughterWe could meet at the zoo where the tiger roamsIn a prison of steelHe reminds me so much of the way I feelAnd we know that were both in the danger zoneWhere the eyes of the worldFull of shutters and bugs are upon us nowIve got reds in my bedI get blues looking out of my windowAnd were never alone, theres a tap on the phoneAnd my pillowLet me go home(theres a girl in a distant land)Let me go home(whos nothing more than a memory)She dont know that Im gonna be freeLet me go home(youre a land full of misery)Let me go home(youre a cruel and a faceless race)I dont like your philosophyI dont like your philosophyThe connections are made and the time is rightSo my body is walled in the shell of a carIn the dead of nightAnd I laugh through the pain and the agonyAs they cut me away to be born againBack to humanityYouve got reds in your bedTheres a man lookin over your shoulderBut dont you give him your mindIts too late when you find that its overYou!Let me go home(youre a land full of misery)Let me go home(youre nothing more than a memory)I dont like your philosophyLet me go home(youre a cruel and a faceless race)Let me go home(youre nothing more than a memory)I dont like your philosophy