Roses Lyrics

Ooh, I've been diggin' round in my own dirt again - and I don't
Smel like rosesAnd the rain is speeding - boiler stoked - and I won't be home for
A while

Grin - I won't be home for a while

Ooh, if I were to love another of my kind - would you mind
If I did now would you mind - now these words are burning holes
In my face
These are dangerous days for the calm mind - and the rain is speeding
Boiler stokes - and I won't be home for a while

From ear to ear, toes to chin, North to South and back again
Running from the savagely unkind