Songs About / On: ROSE

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 I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run

You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'

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 I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run

You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'

I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run 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

I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run 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 read more »

Black Rose (Dedicated To Johnny Rawk who passed away during the
recording of the album)
The first time I saw you,
you looked so sweet and fine
I really hoped and prayed read more »

Close your eyes and walk around
Close to the magic dreams
Far away the sign of the bells and the fog of the fear
Leaves whispering in the wind, shadows show me the way
Listen what the darkness says, when you try to run away read more »

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 read more »

Hello you said the day we met
Handing me a yellow rose
You asked me out
And to your surprise
And to mine I said I’d go
I thought it so romantic
And I found you sweet and bold
Though we’d only met
I still said yes
To a single yellow rose
And for years to come
You were the one
To sleep with me at night
To laugh and talk
And share my thoughts
And hold me when I’d cry
And on every occasion
And for no good reason to
A big bouquet or a single yellow rose
Was sent from you read more »

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 read more »

Die Rose von Santa Katharina
von Santa Katharina

die mir so gefällt.
die Rose von Santa Katharina
von Santa Katharina read more »

I used to hang out at the Ricochet.
Thursday nights were good, ladies drink for free.
I should have known I was just another victim of a marketing scheme.
Guys wearing green leather pants,
doing laps around the floor where we danced. read more »

Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,
Just like billy sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,
Just like new york city, just like jerico,
Pace the halls and climb the walls and get out when they blow. read more »

By d. toler, t. colton & b. waibel

He came from the streets, she came from the mountains
A faded star and an angel without wings,
Their passions flowed like a deep running river
They had nothing left to lose and everything to gain and he said read more »