Paroles de Roses

Ooh, I've been diggin' round in my own dirt again And I don't smell the roses And the train is speeding, boiler stoked And I won't be home for a while And I won't be home for a while And I won't be home for a while Grin - I won't be home for a while Grin, grin, 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 train is speeding, boiler stokes And I won't be home for a while And I won't be home for a while And I won't be home for a while Grin, grin, grin - I won't be home for a while Grin, grin, grin - I won't be home for a while From ear to ear Toes to chin North to South And back again From ear to ear Toes to chin North to South And back again Running from the savagely unkind Grin, grin, grin - I won't be home for a while Grin, grin, grin - I won't be home for a while