Red Tiger
Red Tiger
Red Tiger
Won't you come out to play
Seek out the patient with the yellow cover
Tearing a phone book with your bear hands
Howl at the moon with the wonder of nature
Still you go to the edge of the world
Hurling memories into the heavens
Red Tiger, Red Tiger
Go home and forget the future
For it has been fortold
Of your imminent demise
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