You may think that it's funny now That I got a headache like a shop vac coughin' dust bunnies It's hard to see when it's all red And all you hear are just white noises
This little one she's a delicate creature No safety features to hold her down Girl you've been running on all cylinders Pulling the yard and cutting hard
But no they won't find us lying down on the ground And it ain't at the bar where I am or you are We'll take a puff on a cigarette and see what we get An invigorating fix and a black lung
Don't know much about history Don't know much about the shape I'm in There ain't no manual to our minds We're always looking baby all the time
But no we won't find it rolling around on the ground And it ain't at the bar where I am, where you are I took a puff on a cigarette, saw what I get An invigorating fix and a black lung
You think you're tired, put your face in my place We swap faces and I see you're tired It's hard to think with a squashed brain and Let's hope that don't leave a permanent stain
How can you talk over all that racket What's there to feel but totally whacked
But we don't got time to wallow around in it Though it don't look so far away from where we are I wanna put out the cigarette and leave it behind Hold you real close, take you by the hand We'll walk away Walk awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
