Red Head - Marilyn Manson and The Spooky Kids

Smiling faces on the wall

I took a walk down the hall

I banged my fist against the door

I tossed a quarter to the whore

The Camera flashes in my eyes

I spread the news she spreads her thighs

Red, red in my head

Red, red in my head

I grabbed her knuckles and I yanked them all

I bent her in half like a barbie doll

Love, hate, viscerate

Take this flesh and meditate

I sat there with her

We sat there 2

She said to me

What should we do

Well, I know some tricks

And I’ll show them to you

Your mother won’t mind at all if I do

To you

The poor little girl

The poor little girl

The poor little girl didn’t know what to say

For her mother was out of the house today

Today

Today

Red, red in my head

Red, red in my head

«It was an accident, please don’t kill me»

«Please don’t kill me»

The poor little girl

The poor little girl

The poor little girl didn’t know what to say

For her mother was out of the house today

Today

Today

Red, red in my head

Red, red in my head

Red, red they call me red

Red, in bed

The girl