Janis Ian - Roses for the Damned lyrics
[Janis Ian - Roses for the Damned lyrics]
One too many gone, one too many died
All my heroes have been silenced
All the young men marching
Off in two-four time
Dance to that righteous killer's cadence
One too many gone, laying wasted in the sand
Death’s got no feeling for the brave
Crazed men hustling selling
Guns and ammunition
Bear your rifle, bear your burden
Save your children
No mean day dream bridal magazine
Promises to wave a magic wand
Advertising confidence
Fourteen lesson eloquence
Will teach you how to live beside the bomb
High school fools rule, foam from the mouth
Keep you 'til you're old enough to buy
Teachers talk of temperance
Allegiance to coincidence
And documents to recompense your pride
No one calls on you to live
No one calls you to die (Die)
No one sends roses to crazy
Old ladies who lie (Lie)
In dark dusty rooms the size
Of a small foreign car (Car)
Sometimes you wonder where all
The good people are
Strangers walk the streets in the summer heat
Tempers shorter than a baby’s dryness
Stepping on your shoes
Leaving mind and body bruised
Ain't it easy now to
Kill someone for kindness
It'd make a man of any man
Who's old enough to cry
Surely make a loser feel at home
Blessings on the children of the
City when they die
One more overpopulation gone
You cannot walk the streets no more
Or live in town (Town)
I always thought there'd be
Somewhere to crawl when the sky fell down
I'm watching my horizon exploding like
A spring too tightly wound
I think the circus is in town
All my heroes have been silenced
All the young men marching
Off in two-four time
Dance to that righteous killer's cadence
One too many gone, laying wasted in the sand
Death’s got no feeling for the brave
Crazed men hustling selling
Guns and ammunition
Bear your rifle, bear your burden
Save your children
No mean day dream bridal magazine
Promises to wave a magic wand
Advertising confidence
Fourteen lesson eloquence
Will teach you how to live beside the bomb
High school fools rule, foam from the mouth
Keep you 'til you're old enough to buy
Teachers talk of temperance
Allegiance to coincidence
And documents to recompense your pride
No one calls on you to live
No one calls you to die (Die)
No one sends roses to crazy
Old ladies who lie (Lie)
In dark dusty rooms the size
Of a small foreign car (Car)
Sometimes you wonder where all
The good people are
Strangers walk the streets in the summer heat
Tempers shorter than a baby’s dryness
Stepping on your shoes
Leaving mind and body bruised
Ain't it easy now to
Kill someone for kindness
It'd make a man of any man
Who's old enough to cry
Surely make a loser feel at home
Blessings on the children of the
City when they die
One more overpopulation gone
You cannot walk the streets no more
Or live in town (Town)
I always thought there'd be
Somewhere to crawl when the sky fell down
I'm watching my horizon exploding like
A spring too tightly wound
I think the circus is in town