Lyrics
Cowards and Heroes,
listen my friends.
If you have money
and nothing to spend.
It'll make no difference
in a hundred years or so.
Sooner or later
we all make the little flowers grow.
Wise men and fools,
you'll get the fire.
You'll never get out of this world alive.
Don't run and hide,
it's no use I know.
Sooner or later
we all make the little flowers grow.
Short men and tall men
and all the rest.
Please, don't blame me
I didn't start this mess.
Some of us stay,
some of us go.
Sooner or later
we all make the little flowers grow.
