' if we live or die Crowds start runnin', breathin, Starin' at the sky One more death means one more lie Red Alert Red Alert Red Alert Red Alert Red Alert
Ricky had a will Ricky had a way Ricky was a stubborn kid He showed it every day But he didn't yell And he didn't fight Instead of starting arguments
I could use a little help Getting back my guts These past two years have run me down To the ground When I got the nerve just to break it all Wide open
shinin' in the blue patrol car light It seems like every time I gotta go out, I gotta get in a fight Rolled up in the gutter and the blood red fills my
Under suburbia the energy flows Into the night slowly the city goes I know you're out there are thinking of me Take away my troubles make me see clearly
You're right, I should fight And jump around tonight But got no will left, this place took it all Win, lose, take a walk in my shoes Tell me, which side
A smack in the face A knife in my back I wanna go under again The day so fast and the Night so short How could this be my only friend? Now I know what
Hitman, hitman, where ya been? Gotta magical mystery plan? You're goin' round town breaking all the rules But you're the king of fools I'll just point
Kelly's got a problem yeah she's dyin' every day She sits all by herself and hope that it will go away She's got everything a girl could want Got money
My mind is flyin' round, still pulsing from the sound, oh yeah Forgot to lock the gate, close the book and seal my fate, oh yeah Gotta get back to that
slowly sinkin' in the Quicksand of the past Got no recipe. Muffins won't rise And the margarine's goin' fast My walls are blue Colors won't with the red
seat Of the government corruption and the Political waste. The fruits of my labor I never get to taste Let the blood of the pigs run red down the Capital
Back in the days when I burned out I wondered to myself just why I never got it figured out I'm a hero on a mission in a protoplasmic sphere In another
Sixteen and waitin' on the corner Watchin' all the people go by Thinkin' of how directed that they all must be As a tear rolls from his eye Stuck down
We've all got problems - that's a fact Don't sit there and act like you're so damn perfect We gotta make a living - you and me But the green's got you
I think it's time we stopped Worrying about the future In due time we'll all blow up But it makes no difference to me One day I ran into a man Who served
[Chorus from "Red Alert"]
