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"Dead & Bloated"
Song by Stone Temple Pilots
from the album Core
Stems:Rock Band 3 (Stone Temple Pilots Pack 01)
Core tracklist
  1. Dead & Bloated
  2. Sex Type Thing
  3. Wicked Garden
  4. No Memory
  5. Sin
  6. Naked Sunday
  7. Creep
  8. Piece Of Pie
  9. Plush
  10. Wet My Bed
  11. Crackerman
  12. Where The River Goes

Background

Versions

Note: Only the date of the very first release of each version is listed.

Studio

Title Album Length Recorded Released Notes
Dead & Bloated Core

Creep

5:10 1992 September 29, 1992

Live

Title Album Length Recorded Released Notes
Dead & Bloated (Live) Sex Type Thing (CD 2) 4:53 August 27, 1993 October 1, 1993
  • Live at Reading Festival.
Dead & Bloated Thank You November 11, 2003
  • Bootleg Footage (audience recording).
  • DVD only.

Live

Personnel

Lyrics

Album Version

I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me
Cause I'm dead and bloated

I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me
Cause I'm dead and bloated

Oh oh yeah yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh oh yeah yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run

You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'

I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed
I am trampled under the sole of
Another man's shoes
Guess I walked too softly

Oh oh yeah yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run
Oh oh yeah yeah
And she says it's natural
I feel I've come of age
When she peeks I start to run

You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'

I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me
Cause I'm dead and bloated

I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow

I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed
I am smellin' like the rose
That somebody gave me, somebody gave me
Somebody gave me on
My birthday deathbed

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References