Lyrics The Datsuns

The Datsuns

Blood Red

Take, take me to market

Come on take me down

To traditions and lifes hand me downs

It's a sin, sir, when you half realise

You gave in sir, become what you despise

So let's paint the town blood red, red tonight

We'll paint it red, it's a scarlet delight

Grind the meat, sir, time to taste the sublime

It is sweet, sirbut will turn to grime in time

Roll the dice, if you please

It's the reight of everyman

To compete, with sleaze

For someone to bear his brand so

Whatever happened you said

To all the things they promised you

Whatever happened you said

To all the things they should have done

Whatever happened you said

Whatever happened was beared

So I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now

Let's go

It's a sin, sir

When you half realise

You gave in sir

Become what you despise

Whatever happened to digital communication

All those empty promises,

They're still leaving me frustrated

Leaving me frustrated, why?

So I say goodbye