Tom Demac & Real Lies - White Flowers

White flowers on the lamppost What bliss to be alive Yeah, we've got war stories but who'll hear them Tonight you're killing the vibe and When we're old no one will go near them Or near us, but medal rust So keep on with the fight and stop making a fuss To closing bells I feel compelled No man left on the shelves in the war against ourselves Cos we're flowers on the lamppost White flowers on the lamppost Bliss to be alive What bliss to be alive Cos we're flowers on the lamppost White flowers on the lamppost Bliss to be alive What bliss to be alive We're flowers in the rain White flowers in the rain She's kissed any number of men through me Trough red sore lips gritted teeth You were always underneath But I've never loved enough to care I swear I swear I've never loved enough to care Always that one friend who pays for the others A martyr to the night, while you're deep undercover But I've never loved enough to care I swear I swear I've never loved enough to care Got any more of those Gavin Hills There are no more Gavin Hills Got any more of those Gavin Hills There are no more Gavin Hills Cos we're flowers on the lamppost White flowers on the lamppost Bliss to be alive What bliss to be alive Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you We're flowers in the rain White flowers in the rain Do me right and I'll make sure that heaven holds you We're bound for life and I was always dreaming of you We're flowers in the rain White flowers in the rain