I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated

Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel [bad word] of age
When she peeks I start [bad word] 
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel [bad word] of age
When she peeks I start [bad word] 
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed

I am trampled under sole of
another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly

Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel [bad word] of age
When she peeks I start [bad word] 
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel [bad word] of age
When she peeks I start [bad word] 
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
 [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me
'cause I'm dead & bloated
 [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow [bad word] through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed

I am smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me, somebody gave me,
somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed