What U See/We All Bleed Red

Текст песни Mutha's Day Out - What U See/We All Bleed Red

[Verse 1] (Brice Stephens)

White man said to the black man poor
Come and open my little door
I'll take you to a place between heaven and hell
Where the biggest liars will always tell
The truth in motion, big commotion
The world as it turns in liberal devotion
Left turn right turn no turn at all
Rich man poor man under the law

[Verse 2] (Brice Stephens)
Ugly, pretty, white, or black
Your not from the same side of the track, that's right
For your little mind
Your pointing and raging all the time
Invitation only you wеren't invited
With a 9mm It seems you've dеcided
To blow away pretty
Blow away rich
Blow away your girl cause she's a fucking bitch

[Chorus 1] (Mikal Moore)
What you see
What you see
What you see
I love me
[Verse 3] (Brice Stephens)
Opposite sides of the street we live
But the fence in the middle no one could build
That high, individually
You're running away but coming to see, the pain from inside
Live on the outside free from you
But you, can't, hide
Love me, hate me, hate me some more
Slam my face in the fucking door

[Chorus 1] (Mikal Moore)
What you see
What you see
What you see
I love me

[Intermission] (Mikal Moore)
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a retch like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind but now I
Now I
Now I
Now I

WE ALL BLEED RED
[Verse 4] (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
Well, your
Mama is ugly
And your daddy is too
And you belong
To the chosen few
A Jew
A stray
Or maybe just black
Love to be hated
Love to be axed

[Pre-Chorus] (Mikal Moore)
Went to church on Sunday
Sat on the front pew
Learned all the great teachings
Like a good boy do

[Chorus 2] (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
We all bleed red
Let's see it eye to eye
We all bleed red
There's got to be a compromise
I don't live it like you
You don't live it like me
But living it together
Is the way it's gotta be
We all bleed red
That's you and me
[Verse 5]  (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
Well some, say
Say live it like this
No live it like that
We got too many answers
Way too few facts
But society's pointing
And they don't know why
I guess they like to see
The innocent cry

[Pre-Chorus] (Mikal Moore)
Went to church on Sunday
Sat on the front pew
Learned all the great teachings
Like good boys do

[Chorus 2] (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
We all bleed red
Let's see it eye to eye
We all bleed red
There's got to be a compromise
I don't live it like you
You don't live it like me
But living it together
Is the way it's gotta be
We all bleed red
That's you and me

[Verse 6] (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
Well, just
Build your fancy pretty
Way up to the sky
Cast away the shadows
That nail scar your eye
Chain and strap my beauty
Make sores that won't mend
Then talk about how Jesus
Wants to wash away my sins

[Pre-Chorus] (Mikal Moore)
Went to church on Sunday
Sat on the front pew
Learned all the great teachings
Like good boys do

[Chorus 2] (Mikal Moore and Brice Stephens)
We all bleed red
Let's see it eye to eye
We all bleed red
There's got to be a compromise
I don't live it like you
You don't live it like me
But living it together
Is the way it's gotta be
We all bleed red
That's you and me

[outro]
Hey!  Get off that roof!