Smoker Songtext
Everyone’s a tattooed teenage kid
Hanging ‘round a grocery parking lot
Nothing better to do on a weekday
Looks like concrete camouflage
I am always a first grade freak
Backseat SUV window
Looking out on the asphalt street
Scared to death, a fresh haircut
Hanging ‘round a grocery parking lot
Nothing better to do on a weekday
Looks like concrete camouflage
I am always a first grade freak
Backseat SUV window
Looking out on the asphalt street
Scared to death, a fresh haircut
And I never thought I would be a smoker
Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
Time is a Tuesday afternoon
Living room rug covered in toys
Live in the plastic submarine
A world made of grass, a quiet little boy
Bet he never thought he would be a smoker
Guess that he forgot, guess he’s getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
I never thought I would be a smoker
Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
I’m at the tippy-top of the roller coaster
Fuck, it’s gonna drop, guess we’re getting closer
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
Give it a couple of years
Give it a couple of years
Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
Time is a Tuesday afternoon
Living room rug covered in toys
Live in the plastic submarine
A world made of grass, a quiet little boy
Bet he never thought he would be a smoker
Guess that he forgot, guess he’s getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
I never thought I would be a smoker
Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
I’m at the tippy-top of the roller coaster
Fuck, it’s gonna drop, guess we’re getting closer
“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?”
You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years
Give it a couple of years
Give it a couple of years
