Steve Wynn The Subject Was Roses
By: Steve Wynn Somebody slammed on the table to say we was finished Well, that was alright 'cause our good sense had long since diminished And everyone was blind from staring way down past their noses The old times were swinging again, the subject was roses The newspaper man said you're crazy to let it go sour He said I was singing your praises last night in the shower But a fool is a fool when he starts believing his poses The glasses were drained again, the subject was roses two-three-four He reached for his wallet and started to show me a picture I reached for my bible and started to read from "Scripture" Yeah, but he didn't laugh, I guess I stepped on his toe-ses The peak was passing us by, the subject was roses and they say: A fool and his money soon got to say goodbye But a drunk and his memories splits when he starts getting high There's nothing to worry from the past when you get right down to it You'll do what you do and you do so you just got to do it and I'll do whatever the situation proposes and I'll call it a night the next time the subject is roses Yeah, I'll call it a night the next time the subject is roses Yeah, I'll call it a night the next time the subject is roses
