Letra de In Bloom, Nirvana



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
and I say aahh.

We can have some more,nature is a whore
bruises on the fruit,tender age in bloom.

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