Smell the Roses

There's a mad dog pulling at his chain A hint of danger in his eye Alarm bells raging round his brain And the chimney's broken in the sky Wake up Wake up and smell the roses Close your eyes and pray this wind don't change There's nothing but screams in the field of dreams Nothing but hope at the end of the road Nothing but gold in the chimney smoke Come on honey it's real money This is the room where they make the explosives Where they put your name on the bomb Here's where they bury the buts and the ifs And scratch out words like right and wrong Wake up Wake up and smell the phosphorus This is the room we keep a human heir Don't ask don't tell it couldn't be lost for us Little less cash in the stash in the cupboard At the bottom of the stair Money honey Wake up Wake up and smell the bacon Run your greasy fingers through her hair This is the life that you have taken Just a line in the captain's log Just a whine from a resident dog Another kid didn't make the grade Come on honey it's a fair trade Wake up Wake up and smell the roses Throw a photo on the funeral pyre Now we can forget the threat she poses Girl you know you couldn't get much higher