They're dropping bombs again
And they're doing it in your name
All the [bad word] 
In the papers that I read

Marmalade and buttered toast
And the smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the [bad word] of uncle sam
Oh, to be an englishman

When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red

Dawn brings a day of [bad word] 
That we pawn and sell
single magpie in a tree
One for sorrow, one for me
Kick it off the cliff I said
Now the line [bad word] up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes

When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
 [bad word] from myself again
And all I feel is shame
It doesn't matter where I go
Everywhere still looks the same
Wheee-ooo
This sense of emptiness
As we create this mess
 [bad word] tendencies
Of what you mean to me

When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red