Lyrics
My Elaine was visibly moved by the death of the flowers
Her deep disappointment she showed in her eyes and tears
When the morning heat driven her home from the last lovely hours
And she walked through the door of the morn and her mind so clear
Now here they come to the rescue
The rock angels who gave
Grand and wasted children
So brave
And I called the numbers, they walked down the hall to a town house
And seeking out anger her lover went to see
With hot heavy hands little man of that friend that he owned her
For the sake of the mind and it wasn't always be
My Elaine was visibly moved by the death all around her
By bright friendly faces that one day were scarred with rage
Oh and how can I tell of love when it's already found her
For I saved her from sadness I know that she's found today
Oh here they come to the rescue
The rock angels who gave
Grand and wasted children
So brave