English Roses

I grew up on a rusty road Near the roundabouts Where the cars kept circling I lived under an ancient flag Of red and white But the red was anger And the white was the cause I had a neighbour and when we were younger We climbed the garden walls And pretended we were tightrope walkers Making sure we weren't first to fall You keep Your car clean But your heart is rusty From the hate you breathe in You keep Your flowers pristine But you only grow English roses Calling the other flowers Weeds Drive the same roads every day Read the news in the morning Read the news that appeals to you Oh 'cause black ink is filling you up like petrol But you ain't going nowhere today You keep Your car clean But your heart is rusty From the hate you breathe in You keep Your flowers pristine But you only grow English roses Calling the other flowers Weeds You call them weeds You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds Yeah you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses You call them weeds And you only grow English roses Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads Stay close to home Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads Stay close to home Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads Stay close to home Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads Stay close to home Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads Stay close to home Drive the same roads Read the same papers Drive the same roads