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! Thats what they say DEVIL POUR ME ANOTHER SHOT! Hey, hey L.A. Who`da thought
Up through the cracks Up 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 Up through the broken glass In the hot red light of a black and white Roses grow Up through the glass (Up through the glass) Up through the broken glass (Up 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....
Прямая ссылка на текст песни Roses Grow: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/32851.html