Say It With Flowers Lyrics - Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine

The Christmas cards and greetings are arriving 

Across the shifty sands to the war 

By the time I get to read them, she'll be rising 

To a fifty, fifty chance and nothing more 

Through the sleet and drizzle 

You can hear the sounds of soldiers 

The Kalashnikov and splutter 

On a sunny day 

From the east of middle 

To the north and south of nowhere 

People earn their bread and butter 

In some funny ways 

In the corridors of power 

Where the talks are in full swing 

If you can't say it with flowers 

Then don't say anything 

I want to see my children 

Grow up into healthy human beings 

I want to see them walking, running 

Playing, laughing and singing 

In the corridors of power 

Where the talks are in full swing 

If you can't say it with flowers 

Then don't say anything 

I'm just outside the home of Christmas, now 

And I'm dying, all across the shifty sand there's blood and guts 

By the time I get to Jesus, she'll still be crying 

I guess a fifty, fifty chance wasn't good enough