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Flowers - The Psychedelic Furs
See the people dead in cars

See their bodies bleed

I know he's so dead and gone
I think that is free

His body is upon the wall

His teeth are sharp and white

We cut his eyes with razorblades

And out of him comes foul white light

In the eastern carpet store
He is made of dreams

Put his picture on the wall
Just where the mirror gleams

His body is upon the wall
His teeth are sharp and white

We cut his face with razorblades
And out of him comes foul white light

His power's all around his feet
There's flowers in his heart
If you take the needles out
His body falls apart

His body is upon the wall
His teeth are sharp and white
We cut his hands with razorblades

And out of him comes foul white light

Make a god of politics

Make a god of police

Worship it with automobiles

Worship it with screams

His body is upon the wall

His teeth are sharp and white

He cuts his feet with razorblades
And out of him comes foul white light

Make a god of useless drivel
Sew it at the seams

Float it down the river
Where the sewage is the sea

His body is upon the wall
His teeth are sharp and white

He cuts his teeth with razorblades

And out of him came stupid light
That's flowers