When I look inside my head,
the only color I see is red.
Behind my eyes I feel an itch.
Red means STOP you son-of-a-bitch.

It is NOT okay to go ahead.
Keep it up and you’ll soon be dead.
Green and red, you cannot switch.
A red light means STOP, you son-of-a-bitch.

Were you recently unwed?
Are you sleeping single in a double bed?
Did she not care that you are filthy rich?
Learn to stop being a son-of-a-bitch!

Sometimes I think perhaps we oughta
Use your head for a piñata.
I’ll sing it one more time with perfect pitch;
‘Red means STOP… you son-of-a-bitch.’

© Roy H. Williams, Tiny Tribe music