We were watching TV In Tiananmen Square Lost my baby
there My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She was a short order
pastry chef In a Dim Sum dive on the Yangtze tideway She had shiny
hair She was the daughter of an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my
yellow rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes She had perfect
breasts She had high hopes She had almond eyes She had yellow
thighs She was a student of philosophy Won't you grieve with me Fo rmy
yellow rose Shed a tear For her bloodstained clothes She had shiny
hair She had perfect breasts She had high hopes She had almond
eyes She had yellow thighs She was the daughter of an engineer So get
out your pistols Get out your stones Get out your knives Cut them to
the bone They are the lackeys of the grocer's machine The built the dark
satanic mills That manufacture hell on earth They bought the front row
seats on Calvary They are irrelevant to me And I grieve for my sister
People of China Do not forget do not forget The children who died
for you Long live the Republic
Did we do anything after this I've
a feeling we did We were watching TV Watching TV We were watching
TV Watching TV She wore a white bandanna that said Freedom now She
thought the Great Wall of China Would come tumbling down She was a
student Her father was an engineer Won't you shed a tear For my yellow
rose My yellow rose In her bloodstained clothes Her grandpa fought old
Chiang Kai-shek That no-good low-down dirty rat Who used to order his
troops To fire on women and children Imagine that Imagine that And in
the spring of '48 Mao Tse-tung got irate And he kicked that old dictator
Chiang Out of the state of China Chiang Kai-shek came down in
Formosa And they armed the island of Quemoy And the shells were flying
across the China Sea And they turned Formosa into a shoe factory Called
Taiwan And she is different from Cro-Magnon man She's different from Anne
Boleyn She is different from the Rosenbergs And from the unknown
Jew She is different from the unknown Nicaraguan Half superstar half
victim She's a victor star conceptually new And she is different from the
Dodo And from the Kankabono She is different from the Aztec And from
the Cherokee She's everybody's sister She's symbolic of our
failure She's the one in fifty million Who can help us to be
free Because she died on TV And I grieve for my sister
