Fatal Flowers - Pleasure Ground lyrics

There's a bitter rain, an acid pain raging through my head And when I close my eyes there's too many fights Too many questions asked, too much said See the pretty little girl walkin' down my street, spring in her eyes She looks my way, gives me a smile Asks me for some money to buy some time She says: baby, don't you walk away, c'mon and take my hand And you're pretty little grey grey world will turn to green and red Hand through my hair, voice in my ear, saying Baby don't you wanna be my queen tonight? I'm not here to make a living, not here to make new friends But I truly sympathize Dancin' bodies on the floor, love it ain't nothing more But just another tune to dance to Next time around let me take you Down to the pleasure ground