Reds In My Bed - 10cc

There's a fat man who offers a change of scene 
Says he'll guarantee my sheet will be clean 
When I get on the outside 
But who can you trust when the walls have ears 
I'm for takin' a chance, like a drownin' man 
I'm going under 
I've got reds in my bed 
I'm not easily led to the slaughter 
And while the cold war exists 
I'll stay warm with the commisar's daughter 
We could meet at the zoo where the tiger roams 
In a prison of steel 
He reminds me so much of the way I feel 
And we know that we're both in the danger zone 
Where the eyes of the world 
Full of shutters and bugs are upon us now 
I've got reds in my bed 
I get blues looking out of my window 
And we're never alone, there's a tap on the phone 
And my pillow 
Let me go home 
(There's a girl in a distant land) 
Let me go home 
(Who's nothing more than a memory) 
She don't know that I'm gonna be free 
Let me go home 
(You're a land full of misery) 
Let me go home 
(You're a cruel and a faceless race) 
I don't like your philosophy 
I don't like your philosophy 
The connections are made and the time is right 
So my body is walled in the shell of a car 
in the dead of night 
And I laugh through the pain and the agony 
As they cut me away to be born again 
back to humanity 
You've got reds in your bed 
There's a man lookin' over your shoulder 
But don't you give him your mind 
It's too late when you find that it's over 
You! 
Let me go home 
(You're a land full of misery) 
Let me go home 
(You're nothing more than a memory) 
I don't like your philosophy 
Let me go home 
(You're a cruel and a faceless race) 
Let me go home 
(You're nothing more than a memory) 
I don't like your philosophy