IN BLOOM
NIRVANA
Sell the kids for food
Weather changes mood
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
He'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
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means
Don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
Weather changes mood
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
He'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
Don't know what it means when I say...
He's the one, who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means
Don't know what it means
Don't know what it means
Don't know what it means when I say, yeah...
