Bed of Roses Songtext
von Ian Hunter

We used to call it Camelot
With all them ladies of Shalott
The people liked to Lancelot
At the bed of roses

And what went on behind the scenes
Was way beyond your wildest dreams
Life was burstin′ at the scenes
In the bed of roses

And the band played all night long
The band played all night long
Song after song, after song, after song
In the bed of roses

The boy stood on the burning deck
The strap was buriеd 'round my neck
My fingers bleeding on the frеts
At the bed of roses


We slept on blankets on the floor
A grumbling drummer saddle sore
Seven hours and sometimes more
At the bed of roses

And the lamps sway side to side
The lamps sway side to side
If the lamps don′t sway, you just died
At the bed of roses

Temptations reared their ugly heads
Some things better off unsaid
But I still got the pictures in my head
Of the bed of roses

And people rave about 54
But that was just a disco store
Done for better far before
At the bed of roses

And Roy stay forever young
Roy stay forever young
Roy stay forever young
At the bed of roses, yeah


Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

So unto us a club was born
A fallout shelter from the storm
And I was proud to be a thorn
In the bed of roses

You can never go back, so they say
And it's a bank now anyway
But I can still feel it like yesterday
The bed of roses

And the lamps swayed side to side
The lamps swayed side to side
Local gangsters and their weekend brides
In the bed of roses

And the band played all night long
The band played all night long
The silver bugs and Sheridan
Down the bed of roses, alright!