From the recording The Right Kind of Crazy
Michael Owens, Vocal, Lead & Rhythm Guitars, Drum Program Bill Grenke Bass Glenn Manske Horns Kevin Glynn Percussion
Lyrics
Sounds of mourning fill the air
The Devil comes in different guises
Echoing the words of a forlorn man
Drifting off into eventual oblivion
Turn a wary eye to the darkness on the edge of town
Distracted with war
Infected with rage
Like a recycled dream
Run red with blood
Run Red with blood
With all your healed pain
It seems your chasing shadows
Life can be a cruel teacher
In an uncertain world
The stakes are high
You’ve got one foot in heaven
You can’t get in
Knows where you’ve been
You can’t get into heaven
You can’t get into heaven
You can’t get in