Dead Carnation

Dead carnation
On the bib of my lapel
I will damn them all to hell
And I wear it well
My consultation
With the media went well
In my hair I put some gel
Then I rang her bell
What does this flower I wear signify?
What is this power I share with you?
And I
My fuck position is a secret I shan’t tell
‘Cos every bluffer has a tell
You know I kiss and tell
Dead carnation
Can still brighten up the room
Makes my heart go va-va-voom
And I shall wear it in my tomb.