TOO MANY REDS

I've got the blues, too many reds

I've got these blues, aching in my head

Now tell me why do I feel so mad?

Now tell me why do I got to be so bad

I knew a girl who fell in a well

She got drunk and she fell in a well

I knew a girl who fell in a well

She liked punk music and she screwed me as well

Her name was Mary Jane, they call her Mary Jane

Her name was Mary Jane, and she sniffed my crutch

I've got the blues, too many reds

I've got the blues, aching in my head

Now tell me why do I feel so mad?

Now tell me why do I got to be so bad?

I knew a boy who had all his toys

He made a noise and he got all his toys

I knew a boy who had all his toys

He made a noise when I broke all his toys

His name was Richie Rich, they call him Richie Rich

His name is Richie Rich, that boy is a bitch

I've got the blues, too many reds

I've got the blues, aching in my head

Now tell me why do I feel so mad?

Now tell me why do I got to be so bad

I knew a boy named Simon Says he know it all all

You follow orders or the big man get invol-ovled

I took his sister and I fucked her in the car

Made a star Little Jenny couldn't love me any more, more

Ducking from the red, my colour pallet racist

I woke up from my bed, and seen this blue faces

I'm running through the door, I'm getting scared I'm getting anxious

Not for me but for you my boy Country Rebel Boys be dangerous

I've got the blues, too many reds

I've got the blues, aching in my head

Aching in my head

Too many reds (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

Too many reds (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

Too many reds (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

Too many reds (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

I've got the blues (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

I've got the blues (I've got the blues, got the, got the blues)

I've got the blues (Yeah, fuck it)