Bad moon rising up over the hill
You can tell by the color it spills
Theres a spell in the air tonight
But I'm not trying to lose my sight
Stop telling me I'm going out of my mind
When The moon is big and red and Its killing time
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
The clouds are rolling in they're rolling in
Your raven hair is blowing in the breeze
Wicked wind sending a chill down my spine
Terrible feeling this won't be the last time
I'll be seeing of you
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
Look out at man holding the gun to his head
He's painting a picture that's covered in red
You can't trust no one when everyone's dead
Man at the top and he's made this whole mess
Still people think I got my head in the clouds
Bad moon rising up over the hill
You've got your Red eyes searching for
Horizons and You're looking for another warm
Body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise it doesn't mean anything
But a trouble is a brewing
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Bad moon rising up over the hill
You can tell by the color it spills
Theres a spell in the air tonight
But I'm not trying to lose my sight
Stop telling me I'm going out of my mind
When The moon is big and red and Its killing time
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
The clouds are rolling in they're rolling in
Your raven hair is blowing in the breeze
Wicked wind sending a chill down my spine
Terrible feeling this won't be the last time
I'll be seeing of you
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
Look out at man holding the gun to his head
He's painting a picture that's covered in red
You can't trust no one when everyone's dead
Man at the top and he's made this whole mess
Still people think I got my head in the clouds
Bad moon rising up over the hill
You've got your Red eyes searching for
Horizons and You're looking for another warm
Body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise it doesn't mean anything
But a trouble is a brewing
You can tell by the color it spills
Theres a spell in the air tonight
But I'm not trying to lose my sight
Stop telling me I'm going out of my mind
When The moon is big and red and Its killing time
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
The clouds are rolling in they're rolling in
Your raven hair is blowing in the breeze
Wicked wind sending a chill down my spine
Terrible feeling this won't be the last time
I'll be seeing of you
You've got your Red eyes searching for horizons and
You're looking for another warm body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
Look out at man holding the gun to his head
He's painting a picture that's covered in red
You can't trust no one when everyone's dead
Man at the top and he's made this whole mess
Still people think I got my head in the clouds
Bad moon rising up over the hill
You've got your Red eyes searching for
Horizons and You're looking for another warm
Body to hold when a bad moon is on the rise it doesn't mean anything
But a trouble is a brewing
Writer: Randall Brownlee
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