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