Everything you can think of is [bad word] Before the ocean was blue
We were lost in a [bad word] red with your blood
Nigerian skeleton crew

Everything you can think of is [bad word] The dish ran away with the spoon
Dig deep in your heart for that little red glow
We"re [bad word] as we go

Everything you can think of is [bad word] And fishes make wishes on you
We"re fighting our way up dreamland"s spine
Red flamingos and expensive wine

Everything you can think of is [bad word] The baby"s asleep in your shoe
Your teeth are buildings with yellow doors
Your eyes are fish on a creamy shore