Red (in my) Head

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
Camera flashes in my eyes
I spread the news,
she spreads her thighs
Red red in my head
I grabbed her knuckles
and I yanked them all
I bent her in half like a
Barbie Doll Love have (viecerate-spelling?).
Take this flesh and meditate
I was there with her. We sat there two.
She said to me "What should we do?"
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
Red red they call me red
Red in the bed
The Girl.