Flaming Red Lyrics - Echo & The Bunnymen

Failure's child is weak and mild 

Wide-eyed and sad and strange 

A moment is the most 

She'll hang her day upon 

Others plan a life 

Without the faintest hope of change 

And belay all her knowledge 

Of where hope has gone 

In these ugly times 

An ugly mind will have its say 

And your betters would not 

Have it any other way 

Oh my eyes 

for the sins I may not shed 

Burn like coals inside my head 

Smoldering black and flaming red 

Oh my eyes 

for the sins I may not shed 

Burn like coals inside my head 

Smoldering black and flaming red 

Reconciled and pacified 

By bread and circus clowns 

Who keep you all in stitches 

As they keep you down 

Dust yourself down 

Tell me what on earth 

The fuss was for 

'Cause what you've seen is nothing 

To what's still in store 

In these ugly times 

An ugly mind will have its say 

And your betters would not 

Have it any other way 

Oh my eyes 

for the sins I may not shed 

Burn like coals inside my head 

Smoldering black and flaming red 

Oh my eyes 

for the sins I may not shed 

Burn like coals Inside my head 

Smoldering black And flaming red 

Oh my eyes 

for the sins I may not shed 

Burn like coals inside my head 

Smoldering black and flaming red