Little Red, Little Red, will you listen instead
Of rushing out with your guns ablazing
Little Red, little Red, you’re a little misled
But in that cloak and boots you’re amazing
Don’t you look at me with those eyes
Don’t you grab at me with those arms (lalalalaaa)
Don’t you sniff at me with that nose
Or smile with that m-m-m-mouth!
All the better to see you with
All the better to hug you with
All the better to smell you with
All the better to eat you with
La lala la lala lala la
Little Red, Little Red, dancing with the dead
Curtsy and back away
Little child, little child, flirting with the wild
Bat lashes, lack-a-day!
Don’t you look at me with those eyes
Don’t you grab at me with those arms (lalalalaaa)
Don’t you sniff at me with that nose
Or smile with that m-m-m-mouth!
La lala la lala lala la
La lala la lala lala la
La lala la lala lala la
La lala la lala lala la
My what big eyes you have
My what big eyes you have
My what big eyes you have
Don’t. You. Look. At. Me.
DON’T LOOK AT ME DON’T LOOK AT ME DON’T LOOK!
Little Red, Little Red did it go to your head
When I said that you looked enticing
Riding hood, riding hood is it understood
That you fit inside me so nicely
Little flutter, little flutter with a little jar of butter
Oh, maiden fair and young!
Little Red, Little Red, unaware the bed
Is a smooth and hungry tongue
All the better to see you with
All the better to hug you with
All the better to smell you with
All the better to eat you with
La lala la lala lala la
credits
from Demos,
track released October 6, 2014
Dan Keller - Noise
Terry Edelman - Noise
Bill Burns - Low Noise
Pete Scarlata - Lead Drums
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022