[00:00.00] 作词 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Robert DeLeo/Scott Weiland
[00:28.92]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:31.98]that somebody gave me on
[00:34.11]my birthday deathbed
[00:40.71]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:43.74]that somebody gave me
[00:45.60]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[00:47.91]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:49.05]that somebody gave me on
[00:49.80]my birthday deathbed
[00:50.19]I am smellin' like the rose
[00:50.70]that somebody gave me
[00:51.15]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[00:52.50]Ohhh Yeah, and she says it's
[00:57.63]natural
[01:00.24]I feel I've come of age
[01:03.90]When she peeks I start to run
[01:08.07]Ohh Yeah, and she says it's
[01:13.11]natural
[01:15.78]I feel I've come of age
[01:19.50]When she peeks I start to run
[01:23.13]You can't swallow what I'm
[01:28.98]thinkin'
[01:30.99]You can't swallow what I'm
[01:36.69]thinkin'
[01:39.21]I am smellin' like the rose
[01:42.27]that somebody gave me on
[01:44.46]my birthday deathbed
[01:50.97]I am trampled under sole of
[01:54.27]another man's shoes
[01:55.98]Guess I walked too softly
[02:02.76]Oh Yeah, and she says it's
[02:07.86]natural
[02:10.56]I feel I've come of age
[02:14.22]When she peeks I start to run
[02:18.39]Oh Yeah, and she says it's
[02:23.43]natural
[02:26.10]I feel I've come of age
[02:29.73]When she peeks I start to run
[02:33.39]You can't swallow what I'm
[02:39.24]thinkin'
[02:41.22]You can't swallow what I'm
[02:46.95]thinkin'
[02:49.44]I run through the world
[02:51.93]thinking about tomorrow
[02:53.82]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:01.17]I run through the world
[03:03.57]thinking about tomorrow
[03:07.50]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:20.61]I am smellin' like the rose
[03:23.70]that somebody gave me on
[03:25.86]my birthday deathbed
[03:32.43]I am smellin' like the rose
[03:35.52]that somebody gave me
[03:37.41]'cause I'm dead & bloated
[03:44.16]I run through the world
[03:46.71]thinking about tomorrow
[03:50.34]Thinking about tomorrow
[03:55.83]I run through the world
[03:58.35]thinking about tomorrow
[04:02.16]Thinking about tomorrow
[04:07.44]I run through the world
[04:09.87]thinking about tomorrow
[04:13.29]Thinking about tomorrow
[04:18.84]I run through the world
[04:21.30]thinking about tomorrow
[04:24.78]Thinking about tomorrow
[04:38.04]I am smellin' like the rose
[04:41.10]that somebody gave me on
[04:43.29]my birthday deathbed
[04:49.80]I am smellin' like the rose
[04:52.83]that somebody gave me
[04:54.93]somebody gave me
[04:56.85]somebody gave me
[04:59.64]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