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All I want is a little sign 
to tell my left from right, 
before the ground beneath me 
sets it's sights. 
All I need is a reference guide 
to tell the day from the night 
'cause 

Black is white. 
The sky is red. 
That mean ol' world's been 
    messin' with my head. 

Down is up to the upside down, 
is that what's being said? 
The deep blue sun's been 
trippin' on the dead. 

Time spits stakes in a yellow line 
  from which no man will ever rise, 
'cause 

Black is white. 
The sky is red. 
I drag my sense of reason 
to the shed. 

No place to hide inside the yellow lind. 
No bargains struck, all appeals denied. 
Black is white. 
The sky is red. 

Concrete crumbles beneath my feet, 
I struggle for every step. 
The Birdman rules the roost, 
I must confess. 

Concrete crumbles beneath my feet 
and all bets are off 
'cause 

Black is white. 
The sky is red. 
That mean ol' world's 
done taken out my friend.

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