The color-coded town
They had one rule: No Grays Allowed!
It was a great offense, it brought no compliments.
A stranger to the town he came
And met a girl that very few would say
Is worth thinking of, still, he fell in love.

And he brought her flowers every day
And she loved them she loved him she'd never felt that way
But they said, "Hey, those flowers, they are gray
They can't stay, no, no
Well, well, we'll let it slide...
But read our signs: We don't like grays!"

Then one day they saw her in a dress
A gift from him: it was gray and red
It stopped them in their tracks
Ooo, they knew it matched.
A revolution there was shortly found
Inside that color-coded town
Some happy, some enraged,
So they marched on over to the place where

He brought her flowers every day
And she loved them, she loved him she'd never felt that way
But they cried, "Let's take him to his grave!
He can't stay, No, No
Well, well, We've done told him once,
But now he's done!" they cried.
We told you, "Stay away from that crazy color
Turn around, if you don't we'll break ya
And you don't have anyone to save ya!"
He said, "She needs me to stay
Cuz gray can take her sorrow
So I will die tonight so she will know
That gray will stay in the color-code
For my love I will die you know
But before I do, let the record show

That I brought her flowers every day
And she loved them, she loved me, she'd never felt that way
So if you feel you need some gray,
That's ok, child,
Cuz you know you've just got to ask
And I'll come back,
oh know you've just got to ask
And I'll come back,
oh you know you've just got to ask
And I'll come back and give you grace"