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Roses in the car,
Roses in the car,
Bony saddle, bony street,
Corrugated iron sheet,
This bed is not concrete,
This bed in which you sleep,
Flesh is flesh til blood runs cold,
And blood is blood, so I am told,
Your carbon makes a star,
Your carbon makes a star,
And after all, that's all we are,
After all, that's all we are,
That's all we are, (x3)
All these young men, these young lions, (x2)
You don't know if it's true,
Or if to believe in you,
There are tunnels through the stone,
Where weaker hearts have made a home,
Their roses in a car,
Their roses in a car,
And after all that's all we are,
After all that's all we are,
And isn't it bizarre,
The adults that we are,
Still playing,
Follow the leader,
Body don't break, (x3)
Until broken,
Body gonna make, (x3)
Another body,
Don't want to be the last to leave.