Les Savy Fav – Bloom On Demand Lyrics

He was a rare orchid dealer
Whose dealings were coarse
The c.i.t.e.s. Did they bloom on demand? Did they bloom in his hand
Did they bloom in his pocket? 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 cited permits
But he could show no source
Did they bloom in his mouth?