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Smoke Ring Days

Nowhere Town

05:14
Smoke Ring Days
2005-02-08
C.R.Keyser-Posner/R.Eppedio © Smokesongs Ltd. > ASCAP

Lyrics

NOWHERE TOWN



ENCHILADA, BIG COOLATTA, CRUISING DOWN THE STRIP

PURPLE HAZE BURNS OFF THE DAYS, WE'RE TRYING TO LOOK HIP
SASSAFRAS AND SMOKING GRASS, I'M STICKING TO THE SEAT

SWEET REFRAIN PLAYS IN MY BRAIN AND MELTS INTO THE HEAT



CHORUS:

IT'S JUST ANOTHER MORNING IN THIS GOING NOWHERE TOWN

SO FIRE OFF A WARNING, GO ON AND SHOOT ANOTHER ROUND

UNTIL IT TURNS TO EVENING OVER HEADING SOMEWHERE WAY

WHERE WE CAN PLAN OUR LEAVING
'CAUSE IF YOU STAY TOO LONG
SOMEWHERE YOU DON'T BELONG
YOU GO ALONG OR GET AWAY
 


MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY, LINED UP IN A ROW

BALL THE JACK AND DON'T LOOK BACK, THAT LIFE WAS LONG AGO

RABBIT RUN, YOUR ONLY SON IS LIVING ON THE STREET


WHITE, ABUSED - YEAH, QUITE CONFUSED AND HUSTLING ON THE CHEAP


ACTION, ACTION, SATISFACTION, WRAP IT UP TO COME

NAME YOUR VICE AND PAY THE PRICE TO FEEL FOREVER YOUNG

HEY, RENEE, JUST WALK AWAY, THE SIGN SAYS THIS WAY OUT

DROP A DIME, YOU'RE JUST IN TIME, TUNE IN AND TURN ABOUT