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Roses Grow Music Lyrics

Concrete Blonde

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L.A., who'da thought

Right smack dab in the middle of what

With the belching buses and the broken bones

Said, ?Devil, pour me another shot?

Hey, hey, L.A.

Who'da thought, who'da thought, 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



That's what they say

Devil, pour me another shot

Hey, hey, L.A.

Who'da thought, who'da thought

I woulda never 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 cracks

Up through the broken glass

In the hot red light of a black and white

Roses grow, roses grow

Roses grow, roses grow



You know Roxy was 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



She said heavy metal and the 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, who'da thought

I never woulda thought, never woulda 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 cracks

Up through the broken glass

In the hot red light of a black and white

Roses grow



Roses grow, roses grow

Roses grow, roses grow

Roses grow, roses grow

Roses grow, say

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