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I see red and it hurts my head I guess it must be somethin' that I read It's the color of your heartbeat A rising summer sun, the battle lost or won The flash to fashion, the pulse to passion Feels red inside my head And truth is often better left unsaid I said "Red, red, I'm thinkin' about the overhead" The underfed Couldn't we talk about something else instead? We've got mars on the horizon, says the national midnight star (It's true) What you believe is what you are A pair of dancing shoes, the soviets are the blues The reds under your bed Lying in the darkness, dead ahead And the mercury is rising Barometer starts to fall, you know it gets to us all The pain that is learning and the rain that is burning Feel red, still go ahead You see black and white And I see red, red, not blue I'm thinkin' about the overfed, the underhead I said, "I'm now red, red", thinkin' 'bout what you said Think 'bout it, I think, I think red