Blood-red-head...blood-red-head... No one knows who sent it, or what it first was called No one knows what made it, or when it was first mauled No one understands why it burns, but never dies... One thing is for sure though, that burning ba*tard flies Here comes the burning, blood red head on fire As laser beams shoot from the eyes of the choir It doesn't need a body, cause it flies through the air It's a blood red head on fire, and it doesn't care If you think you're a bada**, and you try to stand your ground It will look into your eyes and make it's awful sound Then it will suddenly fly at you and hit you in your head or chest And your body will disintegrate because the blood red head's the best (chorus) Razor sharp fangs in a gross mouth, yellow burning eyes, surprise Gordy cauliflower ears, and talons growing out of it's face, 8 feet off The ground, and moving fast, and looking down, the people scatter as the foul d**h spreads You may think duke lion could defeat this awful foe, well you may be right, because They fought about a week ago... the blood red head on fire was immune to Duke's fire balls, so duke lion gave up and went on a quest for the Ice sword of gaultry... (chorus)