Roses (Live At Hammersmith Odeon, London, UK / 1984)

Make it plastic make it pay Use it up and throw away Make another just the same, more or less Burn our time down to size Send it up into the skies Hide the evidence with lies, what a mess But we've just come from a meeting And we're sure you'd like to know There'll be deep blue skies and clear blue waters Everywhere you go 'Cos everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say Yes everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say In the name of energy We give our problems to the sea But they'll be back for you and me In or haste, we forget Leaving our mistakes behind Out of sight is out of mind Our disposable mankind What a waste But we've talked to the experts And they know a thing or two They say it's all hunky dory There's nothing for you to do 'Cos everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say Yes everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say But it's an awful price to pay Believing everything they say Here tomorrow gone today So take me home to the red red skies and the Brown, brown grass and the black, black seas And the broken glass and the dead, dead trees But everything's coming up roses Or that's what they tell you 'Cos everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say Yes everything's coming up roses Or so they tell you Coming up smelling of roses Or so they say 'Cos everything's coming up roses