Bombed

[00:04.58] Love, there are flowers hanging in the vine
[00:10.14] So high you cannot see
[00:14.86] Now my mind must go on holiday
[00:19.50] Torn from its hook, a broken valentine
[00:24.47] I see the smoke from a revolver
[00:29.28] Will I get hit?
[00:31.61] I hardly care
[00:34.37] When I'm bombed I stretch like bubblegum
[00:39.00] And look too long straight at the morning sun
[00:43.85] Love, there are flowers along the avenue
[00:48.54] All things perfectly in place
[00:53.15] I build a shrine
[00:55.57] I set a monument
[00:57.97] Because you're fire
[01:00.54] Because you're a fire escape
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