Well they encourage your complete cooperation Send you roses when they think you need to smile I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

Pleased to meet you Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah I'm a man of wealth and taste Please allow me to introduce myself I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith And I was 'round when Jesus Christ Had his moment of doubt

(You know you did) You used to say live and let live But if this ever changin' world In which we live in Makes you give in and cry Say live and let die Live and let die When you were young and your heart Was an open book

Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see

None other has ever known And He walks with me, and He talks with me And He tells me I am His own And the joy we share as we tarry there I come to the garden alone While the dew is still on the roses And the voice I hear falling on my ear The Son of God

Too much love is not enough for us I was once too blind to see Too much hope will never be enough Written on the water, memories dissipate Eyes begin to open, darkness drifts away Time and space like roses, whose petals drop and fade And fall into the

Turned into my worst phobia A crazy man's utopia If you're lost no one can show ya But it sure was glad to know ya Only poor boys take a chance On the garden's song and dance Feel her flowers as they wrap around But only smart boys do without

These are a few of my favorite things Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels Door bells and sleigh bells and

Now you only bring me black roses I lay low, lay low, And they crumble in the dust when they're held. I'm not under your spell, And watch the bridges burn. Under your spell. Now you only bring me black roses. And I'm done try'na be the one, I can see