Police on My Back (Live 1987)

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One, two, one, two, three This wild rose that I hold in my hand It's the strangest thing I've seen One bud only just started to show The leaves are the lightest green Had its share of the rain Needs some feeling to light its fiery flame again One cruel lie, it could die Don't kill it Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol This wild rose that I hold in my hand Could grow to be so strong Born one night in the calm of the storm Was made for a rock and roll song Only just seen the light Could so easily fall back to the gentle night One cruel lie, it could die Don't kill it Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol We're looking for a place to live outside all space and time Where there's no need for it to fade There is a secret garden I think we can find Lots of sunshine, lots of shade [Instrumental Break] This wild rose that I hold in my hand Could grow to be so strong Born one night in the calm of the storm Was made for a rock and roll song Only just seen the light Could so easily fall back to the gentle night One cruel lie, it could die Don't kill it Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow Don't kill it, Carol Fantastic singing Wunderbar Thank you
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