Songtext von Red Bluff

It was '39 and what a time to be born in But you were born then World at war, tore and sore as all hell Oh well Red bluff Red bluff Red bluff Little boy with all that noise and symbol Not so simple The neighbor's doors just waiting for your painting Your interpretating Red bluff Red bluff Red bluff Old b.b. beat the jeebies out of your hide You dreamed of killing him each night His pop (your grandpop) got the brain-pop Keeled over ragin' full-on Red bluff Red bluff Red bluff Went to work for that church when they promised schoolin' But they were just foolin', damn And getting a girl preggers was the last straw Can you still hear your ma sayin': Dickie, dickie, oh dickie? Red bluff Red bluff Red bluff Gotta get the fuck out of red bluff