Stars – Backyard Babies – letras

I do like flowers but I don’t like Mr. RoseIf Mr. Rose was a flower I’d put a bullet up his noseIf Louie was a writer he would read his books for meAnd if Iggy was a popcorn I could eat all night for freeNevermind that rotten Johnny Thunders New York dollIn too much too soon too late he knew he had to fallAnd poor young little Siddy he didn’t look that goddamn prettyBut sure he had a lot of faith back in 1978Shut up you fuckShut up you fuckShut up you suckYou don’t need to tell me`Cause I don’t want to hearDon’t talk to meYou’re fakin’ I can seeDon’t stare at meI can see miseryComing out of you, who?Yes, it’s youShe´s a knockoutShut up you fuckShut up you fuckShut up you suckYou don’t need to tell me`Cause I don’t want to hearShut up you fuckShut up you fuckShut up you suckYou don’t need to tell me`Cause I don’t want to hearNo, no, no, no, no, no, noI do like flowers but I don’t like Mr. Rose