It's dm like a a# roman g# candle g calling rosebuds, rosebuds

G-dm

Spoken section - words probably wrong!
Your dm words are empty, g# long and bleeding soaked? in? natural a crutch? a#
Your dm open festering g# indigestion rotten velvet a touch a#
An dm eager eating g# eskimo would gag upon your a sight a#
Con-dm-vulsed into your g# [? ] from laughter or from a flight a#

A cold walrus pit aroma is your poppet dream
Malignant with the misconception [? -sounds like the vocal track is cut]
Your bacon-covered cornices? are full against? my fist
Infection is your fondest flower mouldy? and ? ? ?

Dm I love g# you and a 'cause I a# do
My dm sky has g# changed from a grey to b blue
But dm blue not g# just a a colour a# of the rainbow

It's dm shade is g not a a hazy g hue
But dm pure and a# hard my g# sky blue g blue
It's dm like a g# roman a candle a# calling rosebuds,
Dm blue rosebuds, blue rosebuds