Take a little walk to the edge of town
Now spread your wings and fly
The lights of the city look so damned pretty
When you fly so high
It's hard to know about the down below
The streets paved, they're swimming deep in blood
It enough to make a grown man cry
You really want to know
What's wrong with this lead
You're scratching your head
With a red right hand

You see, everyone's a liar, baby
That's the [bad word] Said everyone's a liar, baby
And I got the proof
You got a new boy
You feel you're in with a chance
You think you're in his arms
But you're in his hands
Still he seems so cute and [bad word] and groovy
But to get that boy up on the stand
And watch him raise
His red right hand

You'll move your hips, babe
Move your thighs
I use your lips, babe
Conceal his prize
He's tracing the tiny finger down your spine
He's leaving behind a thin red line
But don't it get so sad
When it [bad word] down so heavy?
Low moans across the land
As he rakes up your chest
With his red right hand

(organ solo)

I'm talking about blood, babe
It's in your veins
Your mommy and daddy
They've got the same
You're under the mirror day after day
You see your pretty face [bad word] As you [bad word] your mom and daddy
Scream once, scream twice
Now scream again
The crack of your face
With a red right hand