Great bats,sweet demon necks They bite my bumps, right here, how can? Great blue birds pass my eyes Show me how to die Well I know, and I see and I feel And I think, I know why Blisters swell all my skin They come right from within They are doing my soul in I've got big hopes within In the red sky I've got big lovein my head I've got big love in my soul I'm doing it every nightv And I'll do it untill I'm old And I know I'm gonna be bombed And I'm laughing all the way And I know I'm gonna love you Every night or two Red skies, blue skies, dead skies Do it right, dig it, dig it James Brown, get up, get up Stay on scene like a sex machine Get up, get on up Hey baby!, what do you tell me ? What do you tell me about last night ? About the big boys ? And the big girls, and the big times And all the big lots And all the big people And all the big feet Hey, what do you know about that? Get up Stay on scene, like a loving machine