The Association - Requiem for the Masses lyrics

Requiem aeternum, requiem aeternum

Momma, momma forget your pies
Have faith they won't get cold
And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky
Your flag is flying full
At half mast for the matadors
Who turned their backs to please, the crowd
And all fell before the bull

Red was the color of his blood flowing thin
Pallid white was the color
Of his lifeless skin
Blue was the color of the morning sky
He saw looking up from the
Ground where he died
It was the last thing ever seen by him

Kyrie Eleison

Momma, momma forget your pies
Have faith they won't get cold
And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky
Your flag is flying full
At half mast for the matadors
Who turned their backs to please, the crowd
And all fell before the bull

Black and white were the
Figures that recorded him
Black and white was the newsprint
He was mentioned in
Black and white was the question
That so bothered him
He never asked, he was taught not to ask
But was on his lips as they buried him

Rex Tremendae Majestatis

Requiem aeternum, requiem aeternum