In the Sticks by Nathan Cooper for September 20, 2011

Red skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh ohRed skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh ohShould have taken warningIt’s just, people mourning, running, hiding, lostYou can’t find, find a place to goSo it’s red skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh ohShould have taken warningIt’s just, people mourning, running, hiding, lostYou can’t find, find a place to goSo it’s red skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh ohRed skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh ohSomeone’s taking overAnd it looks like they’re aiming right at youSomeone says, “We’ll be dead by morning”Someone cries, leavingRed eyes at night, red eyes at nightOh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh ohRed skies at night, red skies at night, red skies at night (4x)Red {echo}Skies {echo}At {echo}NightRed skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh oh ohRed skies at night, red skies at nightWo oh, wo oh oh oh oh oh