Flaming Red

Took a walk around the block

I bought a candle, it was flaming red, flaming red

I thought a thought then I forgot

So I sang a happy song in my head, in my head

I wore my red shoes, wore my red shoes again

They're getting worn out from all of the wandering

Worn out and holy, holy as Jesus

Me and my red shoes, nothing can please us

Stupid girl, she was dressed like

She deserved everything that she got

Bloody pumps, dead girl

Hey, world, thanks a lot, thanks a lot

I wore my red shoes, wore my red shoes again

They're getting worn out from all of the wandering

Worn out and holy, holy as Jesus

Me and my red shoes, nothing can, nothing can please us

Flaming red, flaming red

Flaming red, flaming red

Flaming red, flaming red

Flaming red, flaming

Walking in my red shoes, and I get so worn out and I'm

Walking in my red shoes, and my soles are torn out and I'm

Walking in my red shoes, and I'm holy as Jesus and I'm

Walking in my red shoes, and nothing can, nothing can please us