Текст песни In Bloom, Nirvana

Sell the kids for food
Weather changes moods
Spring is here again
Reproductive glands
He s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
And I say aahh
We can have some more
Nature is a whore
Bruises on the fruit
Tender age in bloom