Bloom on Demand
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Lyrics
He was a rare orchid dealer Whose dealings were coarse. The c.i.t.e.s. cited permits But he could show no source. Did they bloom in his mouth? Did they bloom in his hand Did they bloom in his pocket? Did they bloom on demand? The doctor who invented anesthesia Could not anesthetize himself To the pain and shame he felt When it wore off on a patient During his first amputation. This giving in is wearing thin.
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Song Details
- Duration
- 06:35
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 173 BPM