Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roses Grow, artist - Concrete Blonde. Album song Free, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 12.05.1989
Record label: A Capitol Records Release
Song language: English
Roses Grow |
| L.A., who’da thought |
| Right smack dab in the middle of what |
| With the belching buses and the broken bones |
| Said, ‽Devil, pour me another shot†|
| Hey, hey, L.A. |
| Who’da thought, who’da thought, who’da thought |
| L.A., after closing when it’s down to me |
| And the same old souls |
| Well, Johnny’s all right if you buy him a gin |
| He’ll tell you his stories about Errol Flynn |
| He even danced with Marilyn |
| That’s what they say |
| Devil, pour me another shot |
| Hey, hey, L.A. |
| Who’da thought, who’da thought |
| I woulda never thought |
| Up through the cracks |
| Up through the broken glass |
| In the hot red light of a black and white |
| Roses grow |
| Up through the cracks |
| Up through the broken glass |
| In the hot red light of a black and white |
| Roses grow, roses grow |
| Roses grow, roses grow |
| You know Roxy was is in tonight |
| She’s styling around in her fishnet tights |
| And she’s got more life at 65 |
| Than the teenage boys she keeps up all night |
| She said heavy metal and the young hard cock |
| What, can’t you handle that kind of talk? |
| The strippers here, they really rock |
| Devil, pour me another shot |
| Hey, hey, L.A. |
| Who’da thought, who’da thought |
| I never woulda thought, never woulda thought |
| Up through the cracks |
| Up through the broken glass |
| In the hot red light of a black and white |
| Roses grow |
| Up through the cracks |
| Up through the broken glass |
| In the hot red light of a black and white |
| Roses grow |
| Roses grow, roses grow |
| Roses grow, roses grow |
| Roses grow, roses grow |
| Roses grow, say |