David Bowie - Pretty Pink Rose текст песни

Текст
Shes just been to russia and theyre dying their faces

Theyre dying over there

A pretty pink rose

That rnr lady takes a space-ship ride shes out of this world

A pretty pink rose

And were living for you my love, were living for you

And were dying for you my love

Pretty pink rose

She tore down paris on the tall of thom paine

But the left wings broken the right insane

A pretty pink rose

Have a nice day, its a killer, turn a cheek

Its a christian code

A pretty pink rose

And were living for you my love, were living for you

And were dying for you my love

Pretty pink rose

Shes the poor mans gold shes the anarchist crucible

Flying in the face of the despot cannible

Shes a pretty pink rose

Never let it rain, never let it rain on the heart of the pretty pink rose

Pretty pink rose

And were living for you my love, were living for you

And were dying for you my love, pretty pink rose

Get me thru the pain, thru the pain of the thorn on the pretty pink rose

Never let it rain, never rain never rain, the pretty pink rose

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart,, of the pretty pink rose

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart

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