Текст песни Concrete Blonde - Roses Grow
Concrete Blonde - Roses Grow слова песни
L.AWho`da thoughtRight smack dab in the middle of whatWith the belching busesAnd broken bonesDEVIL POUR ME ANOTHER SHOTHey, heyL.A.Who`da thoughtL.A.After closing when it`s down to meAnd the same old soulsWell Johnny`s all right if you buy him a ginHe`ll tell you his stories about Errol FlynnHe even danced with Marilyn!No way!Thats what they sayDEVIL POUR ME ANOTHER SHOT!Hey, heyL.A.Who`da thoughtUp through the cracksUp through the broken glassIn the hot red light of a black and whiteRoses growRoxy is in tonightShe`s styling around in her fishnet tightsAnd she`s got more life at 65Than the teenage boys she keeps up all nightHeavy metalYoung hard cockWhat, can`t you handle that kind of talk?The strippers here they really rockDEVIL POUR ME ANOTHER SHOTHey, heyL.A.Who`da thoughtUp through the cracksUp through the broken glassIn the hot red light of a black and whiteRoses growUp through the glass (Up through the glass)Up through the broken glass (Up through the broken glass)In the hot red light of a black and white (In the hot red of a black and white)Roses growRoses growRoses growRoses grow....