IN BLOOM

Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods Spring is here again, reproductive glands He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means And I say He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means And I say aahh We can have some more, nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloom He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means And I say He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means And I say aahh He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means And I say He's the one who likes all the pretty songs And he likes to sing along And he likes to shoot his gun But he knows not what it means, knows not what it means Knows not what it means knows not what it means And I say aahh