(Borg, Dregen) I do like flowers but I don't like Mr. Rose If Mr. Rose was a flower I'd put a bullet up his nose If Louie was a writer he would read his books for me And if Iggy was a popcorn I could eat all night for free Nevermind that rotten Johnny Thunders New York doll In too much too soon too late he knew he had to fall And poor young little Siddy he didn't look that goddamn pretty But sure he had a lot of faith back in 1978 Shut up you f** Shut up you f** Shut up you s** You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear Don't talk to me You're fakin' I can see Don't stare at me I can see misery Coming out of you, who? Yes, it's you She´s a knockout Shut up you f** Shut up you f** Shut up you s** You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear Shut up you f** Shut up you f** Shut up you s** You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear No, no, no, no, no, no, no I do like flowers but I don't like Mr. Rose