She's just been to Russia and they're dying their faces They're dying over there A pretty pink rose
That rock and roll lady takes a space-ship 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 Thom Paine But the left wing's broken, the right's insane A pretty pink rose
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, we're living for you And we're dying for you, my love Pretty pink rose
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
Get me thru the pain, thru the pain of the thorn on 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 Take me to the heart, to the heart, to 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 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