Blues for the Red Sun

Everyone seems to be servin' for satan Guess I will too What a joke, you make me laugh 'Till I turn blue Any tale goes out to there What a manly lookin' crew I don't think I'll tease my hair I'd rather sit here teasing you Close your eyes, my snakes

You don't seem to understand the deal I don't give two shits on how you feel You're burned by my lighter You've been burned by my lighter And my lighter is held down by my thumb Living in thought so Living in thought so You're living in thought so Yo

I've got a war inside my head It's got to set your soul free I've got a wheel inside my head A wheel of understanding I'm a loadin', loadin' my war machine I'm contributing to the system, the break down scheme I'm a shuttin' down, I'm shuttin' down y