I See Red (Frida)

Back in my schooldays acting the fool days One and one and one makes three And a man said: "Kid, come and cut yourself a piece of the big time." Armour-clad horses, riding Trojan horses Never made sense to me I didn't want to be a part of the great debate on moonshine "Stop, pay the price," they said to me Take this advice. You're out of your head Said: "Stop, hold the phone, this has to be Cut to the bone. Too bad I see red I see red, I see red, I see red When the sly man stumbles, twists, and he tumbles He always lands on his feet And he sets his face towards the far horizon Won't you come this way, can't you go that way? But his rhythm don't miss a beat 'Cause he's doing everything he can to keep surviving Stop, pay the price So who wants a riot? People should be quiet Don't we give them good T.V.? You can learn to love your lifetime of distraction Nothing on the inside, nothing on the outside All the way from A to Z I can live without that kind of satisfaction Stop, pay the price