The Beautiful South
The Rose Of My Cologne
[Verse 1]
Daddy was the local drunk
Momma was the loosest girl in town
Brother just some two-bit punk
Rode his Harley D. into the ground
Distant friends and relatives
Each of them a problem they would share
From the in-laws to the out-laws
Quietly she would soak up their despair
[Pre-Chorus]
She was one of life's lil' angels, a job that don't pay well
Guiding those to heaven that should've gone to hell
Was it really worth it? Only time and death may ever tell...
[Chorus]
She was the brick at the base
Of the house, a true foundation stone
She was the color and the sound
And the taste and the rose of my cologne
[Verse 2]
Cousin Bobby killed a man
Packed his bags and left with Lisa Jane
Sister was an also-ran
Ran and never showed her face again
Those daughters, sons and uncles
All of them with problems of their own
Professors, priests, policemen
All would use the rose of my cologne
[Pre-Chorus + Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Finally she decided
Less than half an hour it took to pack
Climbed upon her motorbike
Didn't wave goodbye or once look back
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Separations, pregnancies
Alcohol abusers, lover's tiff
Murderers, philanderers
Took them all and drove them off a cliff...