The Psychedelic Furs Lyrics - Psychedelic Furs

Title - Flowers 

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