Intro: - - - - - - You’ve been taught that this won’t do They put me in the picture but the film turned blue + A glimpse of you Turning The Town Red. A head full of brand new words and a mouth full of shocks You’re a big boy now with a face to stop clocks. Turning the town red. () Turning the town red. You made your bed and now you’d better dream in it. The word that you once whispered now you’re screamin’ it. Days drip down the damp wallpaper. + Pictures plastered on the ivy creeper between your old toy soldiers and your mother’s sleepers. Turning the rown red. () Turning the town red. You made your bed you’d better face the consequence. A black pool opened at my feet into a dream sequence. Turning the town red. Turning the town red. Turning the town red. () Turning the town red. You know I heard her call my name At least I think that’s what she said. + Surely I’m the correlation that’s gonna cause her shame So what’s she doing in my bed? Turning the town red. Turning the town red. Turning the town red. Turning the town red. } Turning the town red. } Repeat until fade. } Turning the town red. }