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Tom Cochrane Lyrics for Song: Flowers In The Concrete
 Lyrics for Album: Ragged Ass Road [1995]
 
 
 
 15889>Tilting at windmills on a downtown street
 
 O the big grey landscape has lost its sheep
 
 She wears a tight smile as she's walking the beat
 
 Looking for a little fame
 
 This ain't no oliver twist, no mister brownlow here
 
 She gathers enough spare change to get
 
 Something to eat
 
 She takes emeralds and ecstasy on a journey that's
 
 Miles and miles away from danger
 
 She just wants to be happy now
 
 
 
 She's living on the street
 
 Flowers in the concrete
 
 What a beautiful beat
 
 Flowers in the concrete
 
 
 
 Walking on lines of poetry
 
 She's a shakesperian tragedy
 
 Between the beatniks the bums and the bohemians
 
 There's always somebody on the run
 
 Trying to get away from that danger
 
 She's just trying to get away from
 
 The stranger
 
 
 
 She dances on the pavement
 
 Likes she's the only one
 
 Who's a stranger
 
 
 
 In a cloudburst she starts to cry
 
 You have to do the weirdest things just to
 
 stay alive
 
 I'm going down to meet my fate at the
 
 Jesus saves sign
 
 Maybe get lucky, maybe find my smile yeah
 
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| Album Lyrics: Ragged Ass Road [1995] |  
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  Tom Cochrane
 "Ragged Ass Road [1995]"
 
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