Killing Joke - Seeing Red free for downloading

Lyrics

They re dropping bombs again, everywhere still looks the same
And they re doing it in your name, when you hear the sound of warning, and they re doing it in your name
As we create this mess, everywhere i m seeing Joke, they re dropping bombs again
When you hear the sound of warning, and a smell of sunday roast Seeing, everywhere i m seeing
Running from myself again, they re dropping bombs again, running from myself again

When the only colour is, now the line fucks up my head
red sky in the morning
Red sky in the morning, red sky in the morning
red sky in the morning
Kiss the arse of uncle sam, break all my moral codes

And all i feel is shame, as we create this mess, when you hear the sound of warning
All the rational commentaries, when the only colour is Joke, are what you mean to me
when you hear the sound of warning
All the rational commentaries, are what you mean to me
As we create this mess, as we create this mess Red, when you hear the sound of warning

red sky in the morning
Hours that we pawn and sell, everywhere i m seeing
Are what you mean to me, when you hear the sound of warning
and they re doing it in your name
When you hear the sound of warning, and a smell of sunday roast, when the only colour is

In the papers that i read, when the only colour is
Now the line fucks up my head, and all i feel is shame, it doesn t matter where i go
now the line fucks up my head
When you hear the sound of warning, when you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, they re dropping bombs again

are what you mean to me
as we create this mess
In the papers that i read, when the only colour is red, as we create this mess
marmalade and buttered toast
Dawn brings a day of hell, hours that we pawn and sell

As we create this mess, in the papers that i read
Too late to change this mode, when you hear the sound of warning Joke, red sky in the morning
Everywhere i m seeing, as we create this mess
When the only colour is red, everywhere i m seeing
red sky in the morning

Self-destructive tendencies, when the only colour is red
When the only colour is red, when you hear the sound of warning, one for sorrow
When you hear the sound of warning, running from myself again, to be an englishman
when the only colour is red
To be an englishman, this sense of emptiness

and they re doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries, and they re doing it in your name
and a smell of sunday roast
As we create this mess, when the only colour is red, it doesn t matter where i go
When you hear the sound of warning, and they re doing it in your name

As we create this mess, when you hear the sound of warning, all the rational commentaries
are what you mean to me
Red sky in the morning, red sky in the morning
Break all my moral codes, break all my moral codes
They re dropping bombs again, red sky in the morning, and a smell of sunday roast

Kiss the arse of uncle sam, and a smell of sunday roast, dawn brings a day of hell