TV souls
Selling hues
Sold your soul
Black and blue
Sin feels right
When you feel blue
And black is night
And right are few
Song is good
When you're in tune
And blues are free
To sing black's doom
Wrong to fight
And wrong to use
They both leave arms
All black and blue
Bruises heal
And kind words too
Still black you feel
Blue eyes askew
Escape into darkness
Burn grey into black
But remember blue oceans
Won't be there in tact
Your idol is there
Hanging in blue sky
Filled with old straw
And black beady eyes
He has a square mouth
An upside down horns
That sound when blue sky
Doesn't nurture black corn
They devour all over
And blew you away
They cut you some slack
When you chose to obey
They say look out
Up, down - not through
But souls are black
White lies are blue
God is love
Love is you
Black is black -
So back to blue