In Bloom

Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reap the dope, the glands

Here's the one who likes all our 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

Here's the one who likes all our 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 yeah

We demand some more

Nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit

Tender age in bloom

Here's the one who likes all our 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

Here's the one who likes all our 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 yeah

Here's the one who likes all our 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

Here's the one who likes all our 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 yeah