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Eric Burdon War

Hmm, aahhhh I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see them walking by dressed in their colorful

I wrote this song late last night About my brother and all his might And you would be so very kind To listen to these words I've written About the boy

Oh yeah I'm a child of the funky time Oh yeah my people have committed ugly crimes And in the process of me breaking free I have inherited a painful

Hmm, aahhhh I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see them walking by dressed in their colorful

I was born in a bunk Mother died and my daddy got drunk Left me here to die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Grew up in a dusty shack And all I

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl I was

They'd seen his face before Nobody was really sure If he was from the House of Lords I saw a film today oh boy The English Army had just won the war A

: Oh yeah I'm a child of the funky time Oh yeah my people have committed ugly crimes And in the process of me breaking free I have inherited a painful

: Hmm, aahhhh I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see them walking by dressed in their colorful