I just thought that I thought that I thought I should mention that the Rose steals my pension don't believe in superstition I forgot but I should mention
The Rose Is a haggard whore
dirty old tattered and torn
scattered madder badder than then
rose gonna cut you with thorn
your gonna see it and mourn
but anyway I thought I should say I do not have a place to stay Rose steals my dollars that I'm paid rose makes me wonder in rain rose makes me thicker then sane rose is broken glass pain and blue suede sweater
rose is a ride or die lover real good butter
but nah I lied I never ever spent more then like twenty splinters smoking rocks and buying roses I ain't seen no lethal overdoses left comatoseless come here smoke this fickle freak and freaking cry and poke us then die and coax us to lie to the old ones ( I lied) (I hate crack)