Letra de In Bloom (1992/Live at Reading)
Sell kids for food, weather changes moods Spring is here again, reproductive glandsHe'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 sayHe'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, yeahWe can have some more, Nature is a whore Bruises on the fruit, tender age in bloomHe'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 sayHe'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 yeahHe'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 sayHe's the one who like 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