Lyrics:

Black Fingernails, Red Wine
Eskimo Joe

Black fingernails, red wine
I wanna make you, all mine
A lot of people, underground
You wanna get there
You gotta go straight down
Woah straight down, woah
There's a culture, everywhere
Smoke clouds, hang in the air
It's so loud, can't hear you talk
You and I, should take a walk downtown
Woah, straight down, woah
Downtown, woah
Straight down, woah
The argument over God continues
In this house
All of us stand and point our fingers
At the ground
All of us stand and point our fingers
Woah, straight down, woah
Red-letter day, black heart
It's gonna tear you, all apart
It's so loud, can't hear you call
You and I, are gonna fall straight down
Woah, straight down, woah
Downtown, woah
Straight down, woah
The argument over God continues
In this house
All of us stand and point our fingers
At the ground
Argument over all continues
In this house
All of stand and point our fingers
Woah, straight down, woah
Straight down, woah
Straight down, woah
Black fingernails, red wine
I wanna make you, all mine
A lot of people, underground
You wanna get there, you gotta go straight down
The argument over God continues
In this house
All of us stand and point our fingers
At the ground
The argument over all continues
In this house
All of us stand and point our fingers
Woah, straight down, woah
Straight down, woah
Straight down, woah
Songwriters: Macleod Stuart Leslie, Quartermain Joel Peter, Beaton Finlay Temperley