She's just been to Russia and they're dying their faces

They're dying over there



A pretty pink rose



That r'n'r lady takes a space-ship ride she's out of this world



A pretty pink rose



And we're living for you my love, we're living for you

And we're dying for you my love

Pretty pink rose



She tore down Paris on the tall of Thom Paine

But the left wings broken the right insane



A pretty pink rose



Have a nice day, it's a killer, turn a cheek

It's a christian code



A pretty pink rose



And we're living for you my love, we're living for you

And we're dying for you my love



Pretty pink rose



She's the poor mans gold she's the anarchist crucible

Flying in the face of the despot cannible



She's a pretty pink rose



Never let it rain, never let it rain on the heart of the pretty pink rose



Pretty pink rose



And we're living for you my love, we're living for you

And we're dying for you my love, pretty pink rose



Get me thru the pain, thru the pain of the thorn on the pretty pink rose



Never let it rain, never rain never rain, the pretty pink rose



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart, of the pretty pink rose



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart,, of the pretty pink rose



Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart