Smell the Roses

Be Bop Bop, Hey! The bongos sound hollow today Burned out is me Countless years of intensity Toasted to black Headed for a real heart attack Never thinking this possible To a man invincible Stop to smell the roses they say Nope, they're just hay Woke up a couple weeks ago Thought I had died And The world had changed Things seemed just a little too real Stuff in my bedroom was talking Asking me, "You remember me?" It was my life story playing That happens right before you die 'twas time for a new set of dice I went into the music room Played a new tune on the bongos Just letting it flow, trying to get the rhythm and feeling back I closed my eyes and played until I was covered in sweet sweat And coming to the conclusion Smell the Roses