I walk on stone, it leads me home. We don't have streets, just pure concrete. I'm not glad when I get home, I'm sad old red, I don't wanna be alone.
Chorus: Sad old red, sat at home. Sad old red, living on his own. Sad old red, sat at home. Sad old red, let me take you home.
It's a cubic room, two hole peep through. Shadows on the wall of trees so tall. I think of her again, the joy she used to bring. Lay there in bed two words she said. She said oh red (repeat)
Sad old red, that's what I am. All the time, every night, Sad old red.
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