Lyrics The Dead Milkmen

The Dead Milkmen

My Many Smells

Sometimes I smell like a barrel of rotting fruit

Stinking up the jungle under the hot tropical sun

Other times I smell like thick black swamp-water

Backed into your toilet on a warm summer day

These are a few of my many smells

Won't you come and smell me?

Won't you share my stench?

Won't you come and smell me?

Won't you share my stench?

Once I smelled just like the bathroom

After Grandma'd used it and she's been eating prunes

Other times I smell like a city garbage strike

When all the horseflies grow to 3 inches long

These are a few of my many smells

Won't you come and smell me?

Won't you share my stench?

Won't you come and smell me?

Won't you share my stench?

Sometimes I smell just like death itself

A sickening sweet smell

It can really make you ill

Smell me

Smell me

Smell me

Smell me

See me

Hear me

Touch me

Smell me

Smell me

Smell me

Smell me

Smell me