Pretty Pink Rose [Bowie]

Yeah, she's just been to Russia and they're dying their faces
They're dying over there
A pretty pink rose

That rock 'n' roll lady takes a spaceship 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 tail of Tom Payne
But the left wing's broken, the right's insane
A pretty pink rose

Ah, 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
Yes, we're living for you
And we're dying for you, my love
Pretty pink rose

Hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo

She's the poor man's gold, she's the anarchist crucible
Flying in the face of the despot cannibal
Pretty pink rose

Never let it rain, never 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

Hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo

Get me through the pain, through the pain of the thorn
Of the pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never rain, never rain
On the pretty pink rose

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Of the pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never rain, never rain

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Never, never let it rain, never rain

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Of the pretty pink rose
Never let it rain on the heart of the

Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Never let it, never let it rain, never rain on 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
Never let it rain, never let it rain, never rain

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