Ribbons
I'm lying on my back nowThe stars look all too nearFlowers on the razor wireI know you're hereWe are few and far between
I was thinking about her skinLove is a many splintered thingDon't be afraid nowJust walk on in(Flowers on the razor wire)(Walk on in)
Her eyes were cobalt redHer voice was cobalt blueI see no purple lightCrashing out of youSo just walk on in(Flowers on the razor wire)(Walk on in)
Her lovers queued up in the hallwayI heard them scratching at the doorI tried to tell herAbout Marx and Engels, God and angelsI don't really know what for
But she looked good in ribbonsSo just walk on inShe looked good in ribbonsSo just walk on in
Tie a red, red, red, red, red, red ribbonLove is a many splintered thingTie a red, red, red, red ribbonDon't be afraidJust walk on in
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Incoming!!!