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Roses - Lyrics by Nik Kershaw


Lyrics
make it plastic make it payuse it up and throw awaymake another just the same, more or lessburn our time down to sizesend it up into the skieshide the evidence with lies, what a messbut we've just come from a meetingand we're sure you'd like to knowthere'll be deep blue skies and clear blue waterseverywhere you go'cos everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they sayyes everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they sayin the name of energywe give our problems to the seabut they'll be back for you and mein or haste, we forgetleaving our mistakes behindout of sight is out of mindour disposable mankindwhat a wastebut we've talked to the expertsand they know a thing or twothey say it's all hunky dorythere's nothing for you to do'cos everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they sayyes everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they saybut it's an awful price to paybelieving everything they sayhere tomorrow gone todayso take me home to the red red skies and thebrown, brown grass and the black, black seasand the broken glass and the dead, dead treesbut everything's coming up rosesor that's what they tell you'cos everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they sayyes everything's coming up rosesor so they tell youcoming up smelling of rosesor so they say'cos everything's coming up roses

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