Theres a fat man who offers a change of scene
Says hell guarantee my sheet will be clean
When I get on the outside
But who can you trust when the walls have ears
Im for takin a chance, like a drownin man
Im going under
Ive got reds in my bed
Im not easily led to the slaughter
And while the cold war exists
Ill stay warm with the commisars daughter
We could meet at the zoo where the tiger roams
In a prison of steel
He reminds me so much of the way I feel
And we know that were both in the danger zone
Where the eyes of the world
Full of shutters and bugs are upon us now
Ive got reds in my bed
I get blues looking out of my window
And were never alone, theres a tap on the phone
And my pillow
Let me go home
(theres a girl in a distant land)
Let me go home
(whos nothing more than a memory)
She dont know that Im gonna be free
Let me go home
(youre a land full of misery)
Let me go home
(youre a cruel and a faceless race)
I dont like your philosophy
I dont like your philosophy
The connections are made and the time is right
So my body is walled in the shell of a car
In the dead of night
And I laugh through the pain and the agony
As they cut me away to be born again
Back to humanity
Youve got reds in your bed
Theres a man lookin over your shoulder
But dont you give him your mind
Its too late when you find that its over
You!
Let me go home
(youre a land full of misery)
Let me go home
(youre nothing more than a memory)
I dont like your philosophy
Let me go home
(youre a cruel and a faceless race)
Let me go home
(youre nothing more than a memory)
I dont like your philosophy

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