Roses Grow

Album cover art for "Roses Grow" by Concrete Blonde

Concrete Blonde - Rock, Alternative Rock

Roses Grow

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Lyrics

L.A Who'da thought? Right smack dab in the middle of what? With the belching buses And broken bones DEVIL, POUR ME ANOTHER SHOT! Hey, hey L.A 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! No way! That's what they say DEVIL, POUR ME ANOTHER SHOT! Hey, hey L.A Who'da thought? Up through the cracks Out through the broken glass In the hot red light of a black-and-white Roses grow Roxy 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 Heavy metal! 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? Up through the cracks Out through the broken glass In the hot red light of a black-and-white Roses grow Up through the cracks (Up through the cracks) Out through the broken glass (Out through the broken glass) In the hot red light of a black-and-white (In the hot red of a black-and-white) Roses grow Roses grow.. Roses grow... Roses grow....

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Credits

Writers
  • Johnette Napolitano