Watching Tv Lyrics - Don Henley

We were watchin' tv...watchin'tv 

We were watchin' tv...watchin'tv 

In tiananmen square 

Lost my baby there 

My yellow rose 

And 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 

And 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 

For my 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 

They 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 watchin' tv...watchin' tv 

We were watchin' tv...watchin' 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 

And 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 the women and children 

Imagine that imagine that 

And in the spring of '48 

Mao tse-tung got quite 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 kankanbono 

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