Lyrics
Well, I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It's seventeen black or twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter, how far from the pew
I will always remember to forget about you
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are: good-bye
And my favorite color is red
A long dead soldier looks out from the frame
No one remembers his war, no one remembers his name
Go out to the meadow, scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here, and nothing will grow
A good man is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
And my favorite words are goodbye
And my favorite color is
My favorite color is
My favorite color is red
WRITERS
Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © JALMA MUSIC, Peermusic Publishing
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LyricIQ Analysis
Top Emotion
Fear
Sentiment
Theme
Gambling
