There's a graveyard by the station where the girls Wear vinyl skirts and sandals from Hungary The boys ride their Riga 1s upon the little hills And selfish and greed, the kids die standing That's where we made our tryst and struggled with our guns Would you still love me if the clocks could go backwards? The girls would fill with blood, and the grass will be green again Remember the dead, they were so great, some of them Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, On A string : How does the grass grow? Blood, blood, blood Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, On A string : Where do the boys lie? Mud, mud, mud How does the grass grow? Blood, blood, blood (GUITAR SOLO 1) Well I lived a blind life, a white face, a prison That you made, a life out of nothing, now I ride by Black roads. I miss you more than you'll never, ever know Waiting with my red eyes and my stone heart Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, On A string : How does the grass grow? Blood, blood, blood Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, On A string : Where do the boys lie? Mud, mud, mud How does the grass grow? Blood, blood, blood BRIDGE : I gaze in defeat at the stars in the night The light in my life burnt away There will be no tomorrow, Then you sigh in your sleep And meaning returns with the day On A string : 5-4-3-2- (GUITAR SOLO 2) Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, On A string : Where do the boys lie? Mud, mud, mud How does the grass grow? Blood, blood, blood (until fade out)