Tell me something now – was this your idea
or did someone tell you to do this to me?
Tell me something here – is there logic
or is this the twisted way you will ever be?
It’s not all fair weather babe, storms may rage at sea
Evil comes to all of us, and so it will to you and me
We could stand together once, now we’ll go alone
I’ll no longer be that voice you trust, on the phone
Chorus:
Life is guns and roses
Any road has stones
Bad can be in all good poses –
Fish dishes may contain small bones
You’re so shallow, so naive, automatic moans
Nothing’s real about your sex
Falsehood fills your googleplex
Fish dishes may contain small bones
You really need the shoes, so you take the loans
Then the interest rates go tits up
All society just splits up –
Fish dishes may contain small bones
Chorus:
Life is guns and roses
Any road has stones
Bad can be in all good poses –
Fish dishes may contain small bones
Bridge:
Real love means good and bad
For better and for worse
Every blessing ever had
Counteracts the curse
If they ask you, will you?
There’s menace in the undertones:
One cough could kill you
Fish dishes may contain small bones
You hate kings and empires, queens and all surviving thrones
You’d prefer democracy
But you hate hypocrisy – beware!
Fish dishes may contain small bones
solo
You want war, but you cry when the bombs fly
And hit the wrong home
Well baby, planners ain’t drones
And fish dishes may contain small bones
repeat bridge
repeat chorus twice