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  • They're dropping bombs again
    And they're doing it in your name
    All the rational commentaries
    In the papers that I read
    Marmalade and buttered toast
    And smell of Sunday roast
    Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
    Oh to be an Englishman
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red
    Dawn brings a day of hell
    Hours that we pawn and sell
    A single magpie in the tree
    One for sorrow one for me
    Kick it off the cliff I said
    Now the line ****s up my head
    Too late to change this mode
    Break all my moral codes
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red
    Running from myself again
    And all I feel is shame
    It doesn't matter where I go
    Everywhere still looks the same
    This sense of emptiness
    As we create this mess
    Self-destructive tendencies
    Are what you mean to me
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red
  • They're dropping bombs again
    And they're doing it in your name
    All the rational commentaries
    In the papers that I read
    Marmalade and buttered toast
    And smell of Sunday roast
    Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
    Oh to be an Englishman
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red
    Dawn brings a day of hell
    Hours that we pawn and sell
    A single magpie in the tree
    One for sorrow one for me
    Kick it off the cliff I said
    Now the line ****s up my head
    Too late to change this mode
    Break all my moral codes
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red
    Running from myself again
    And all I feel is shame
    It doesn't matter where I go
    Everywhere still looks the same
    This sense of emptiness
    As we create this mess
    Self-destructive tendencies
    Are what you mean to me
    When you hear the sound of warning
    When the only colour is red
    Red sky in the morning
    Everywhere I'm seeing red