He was a large large red man
And he liked to dance
In a safe spot
In his safe spot
Riddled with the guilt of his love towards a man
Towards what he felt was him
And one night I danced with him
In the safe spots
In our safe spots
With him
Riddled with my guilt of my love towards him
Towards what I felt was me
And one night in my stagger I saw him
At his worst
Everybody's worse
Everybody is much worse
He was a large large red man
And they killed him
They killed him
I headed through the vines (through the vines)
And the vines (and the vines)
It was murder
Murder