NoFX - Decom-Posuer

She's a painting outta focus
with no good sense of intention, she's authentic.
She's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution.
She's so innocent, but guilty's her plea.
Everybody wants to save her from herself,
they really want to save themselves.

She's got the grace of a tourist
with the charm of demolition.
She's a poem without meter or rhyme,
a random design of a flower.
Like a rose no one really knows.

She's a masterpiece deserving restoration
or condemnation time will tell us.
If she's a lifer or a decom-posuer,
she's the rose no one really knows.

   ^© 2004 by Trio Infernale • trio-infernale@gmx.de