The streets are full of stars again tonight
And an angel writes a word across the sky
When the people laugh there's no sound
And the words keep falling round and round
And the world just keeps on watching
Till there's nothing left to buy

I don't believe it
Well they don't care
It's moving closer
It's everywhere

Everything around us turning red - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red

The fever's taken over everyone
And the only law that matters is the gun
The people run from every slum
There's nowhere safe to watch it from
The underground is over now
There's nothing that can be done

I don't believe it
Well they don't care
It's moving closer
It's everywhere
Everything around us turning red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
You're driving in your car
You turn it burns - red

As the air becomes too hot for us to breathe
There's none of us that really want to leave
From the frozen north to the sun soaked south
The colour spreads by word of mouth
Till there's no-one left to talk to
We just look into the screen

Well I don't believe it
Well they don't care
It's moving closer
It's everywhere
Everything around us turning red - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
You're driving in your car
You turn it burns - red
You're on the telephone
You talk it's always - red
You walk into your home
You walk it talks - red
You walk into a bar
You drink it smokes - red
Red! - red! - red! - red!

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): GLENN GREGORY, IAN MARSH, MARTYN WARE