Lyrics:
Listening to their murmuringsTrespassing through the topiaryLulled by siren perfumesOf their seductive petal openingsCannibal rosesEnticing our nosesWith exotic aromasThen they bite off our nosesWhilst stoof on our toesesRed snappers and finger popsFighting off psycho pompsRing a ring a rosesTo Cannibal rosesOne of those morningsThey came with no warningIt's been one of those mornings