[00:00.00] 作词 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
[00:00.03] 作曲 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
[00:00.06]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:02.79]that somebody gave me on
[00:04.92]my birthday deathbed
[00:09.30]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:11.58]that somebody gave me
[00:13.77]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[00:27.96]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:30.87]that somebody gave me on
[00:32.91]my birthday deathbed
[00:39.21]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:42.09]that somebody gave me
[00:43.89]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[00:50.49]Ohhh Yeah, and she says it's
[00:55.44]natural
[00:57.96]I feel I've come of age
[01:00.48]When she peeks I start to run
[01:05.55]Ohh Yeah, and she says it's
[01:10.41]natural
[01:12.96]I feel I've come of age
[01:16.65]When she peeks I start to run
[01:20.10]You can't swallow what I'm
[01:25.86]thinkin'
[01:28.56]You can't swallow what I'm
[01:33.60]thinkin'
[01:36.06]I am smellin' like the rose
[01:39.06]that somebody gave me on
[01:41.19]my birthday deathbed
[01:47.55]I am trampled under sole of
[01:50.91]another man's shoes
[01:52.77]Guess I walked too softly
[01:58.95]Oh Yeah, and she says it's
[02:03.90]natural
[02:06.45]I feel I've come of age
[02:10.02]When she peeks I start to run
[02:14.04]Oh Yeah, and she says it's
[02:19.02]natural
[02:21.66]I feel I've come of age
[02:25.38]When she peeks I start to run
[02:28.74]You can't swallow what I'm
[02:34.59]thinkin'
[02:36.54]You can't swallow what I'm
[02:42.15]thinkin'
[02:43.02]I run through the world
[02:43.77]thinking about tomorrow
[02:44.25]Thinking about tomorrow
[02:44.79]I run through the world
[02:50.88]thinking about tomorrow
[02:58.50]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:15.36]I am smellin' like the rose
[03:18.18]that somebody gave me on
[03:20.46]my birthday deathbed
[03:27.00]I am smellin' like the rose
[03:29.91]that somebody gave me
[03:32.13]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[03:34.08]I run through the world
[03:35.94]thinking about tomorrow
[03:36.42]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:36.90]I run through the world
[03:37.32]thinking about tomorrow
[03:37.80]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:38.58]I run through the world
[03:40.95]thinking about tomorrow
[03:44.64]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:49.92]I run through the world
[03:52.26]thinking about tomorrow
[03:55.95]Thinking about tomorrow
[04:09.03]I am smellin' like the rose
[04:11.76]that somebody gave me on
[04:14.16]my birthday deathbed
[04:20.58]I am smellin' like the rose
[04:23.40]that somebody gave me
[04:25.62]somebody gave me
[04:27.72]somebody gave me
[04:30.18]on my birthday deathbed

作词 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
作曲 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
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
Ohhh 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 smellin' like the rose
that somebody gave me on
my birthday deathbed
I am trampled under sole of
another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly
Oh Yeah, and she says it's
natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh 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
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about 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
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about tomorrow
I run through the world
thinking about tomorrow
Thinking about 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