to panic But it's too late, I'm dead the smog got me fucked! *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* *The smog is coming* It'
A heavy smoker in a restaurant The waiteress takes his coat and his hat Come on babay to the flood floor Gonna go direct into the parket smokin a cigaret
Cold blooded old times Cold blooded old times Cold blooded old times The type of memories That turn your bones to glass Turn your bones to glass Mother
There's a smog moon, in the amber sky, wavering and burning like a golden lie. I fell so far, I didn't think I'd make it back We are all made, as an afterthought
Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song Love me do, I think it was and from there it didn?t take him long Got himself a guitar, used
I just dropped by to see you 'Cause I'm on my way In your bedroom Just on the highway Came in through your window I think I'd throw your ribbons on the
I feel like an astronaut Suffocating on the moon So far from home Encased in this plastic dome I can barely see the earth from here I cut my tether willingly
And the rain washed the price Off of our windshield
You spent half of the morning Just trying to wake up Half the evening Just trying to calm down And you live for The same things A cloudburst seems rarer
Floating Hear a name From which planet Do you beckon I don't reckon It could be too far from here I'll bet you look like marc bolans girlfriend I've only
And so I dance in dirty pants A drink in my hand No shirt and broken tooth Barefoot and beaming The crowd is stomping Stomping a song For me to dance
No, no, no, no I did not become someone different I did not want to be But I?m new here Will you show me around? No matter how far wrong you've gone
It's not going to be a hit So why even bother with it? It's not going to be a hit So why even bother with it? Just lay it down and forget about it Lay
Whether or not there is any type of god I'm not supposed to say And today I don't really care God is a word And the argument ends there Oh do I feel
The longest train I ever saw Went down that Georgia line The engine went by at six o'clock And the cab went by at nine In the pines In the pines The
The sun peaked at noon I watched it hoping it would rise Just a little higher And give me a guiding light A guiding light I must admit I felt some relief
Knocked on your door at dawn With a spark in my heart Dragged you from your bed And said let me see the colts Let me see the colts That will run next
