text: The crimson tide is flowing through your fingers as you sleep
  The promise of a clean regime are promises we keep
  Do you like it rough I ask, and are you up to task?
  The calicos of Pettibon where cultures come to clash
  Several of my best friends wear
  The colors of the crown
  And Mary wants to build it up
  And Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl
  The savior of your light
  The monarchy of roses
  The monarchy of roses tonight
  The cross between my former queen
  Her legendary stare
  The holy tears of Ireland
  A lovely cross to bear
  Several of my best friends know
  The secrets of this town
  Mary wants to raise it up
  And Sherry wants to spin it all around, girl
  The sailors of the night
  The monarchy of roses
  The monarchy of roses tonight
  Several of my best friends wear
  The colours of the crown
  And Mary wants to fill it up
  And Sherry wants to tear it all back down, girl
  The saviour of your light
  The monarchy of roses
  The monarchy of roses
  Hey, yeah
  We all want the rose you know
  I said hey, yeah
  Show us love before you go
  Say I will, then I say I want to
  The story knows that I will never taunt you
  Hey, yeah
  We all want the rose you know
  I said hey, yeah
  Show us love before you go
  Say I will, then I say I want to
  The story knows that I will always haunt you