This life is filled with wonder
This life is full of days not spent
Oh I cannot help but ponder
What relevance that lends
Oh but everything is comin' up roses
And when I'm pushing daisies
They'll want roses anyway
Oh
And everything's comin' up roses
It's comin' up roses
Every day
I've got a heart bent on confusion
I'm punch drunk straight half the time
I'm feeling watered down and diluted
Still the weather's holdin' fine
But everything is comin' up roses
And when I'm pushing daisies
They'll want roses anyway
Oh
And everything's comin' up roses
It's comin' up roses
Every day

There's a piece of land in Kentucky
My grandfather worked one long hot day
Now it's a flatland blacktop strip mall
Still, I remember what he'd say
He'd say
Everything is comin' up roses
Keep on
And when I'm pushing daisies
They'll want roses anyway
Oh
And everything's comin' up roses
It's comin' up roses
Every day
Everything is comin' up roses
And when I'm pushing daisies
They'll want roses anyway
Oh
And everything's comin' up roses
It's comin' up roses
Every day
Everyday
Buy the dozen
Everyday

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