Flowers
Barry Westhead, Benjamin Michael James Byrne, James Milne Walsh, James Paul Stelfox
Here come the bombs
You know what to do
If I should be gone, son
It's over to you
Set up the stall
Put a smile on your face
Your dignity's one thing
They cannot take
Nothing is going to change
Rise from the roots once again
And after the bombs and the blame
Their flowers will still remain
If there is a God
Why doesn't He come
And stop this cruel world from coming undone?
Beware the poem
That hangs from their lips
They'll sell you a freedom that doesn't exist
Nothing is going to change
Rise from the roots once again
After the bombs and the blame
Their flowers will still remain, ooh, ooh
Their flowers will still remain, ooh, ooh
Nothing is going to change
Rise from the roots once again
After the bombs and the blame
Their flowers will still remain
