Smoker - BGM

Wishes bounce me weightless The infrared scope on pointlessness The bulls are sedated and this fight's fixed Don't feel bad for the suicidal cats Gotta kill themselves 9 times before they get it right The P.A. system keeps my heart, heart beating tonight Oh, hell, yes, I'm a nervous wreck Oh, hell, yes, the drugs just make me reset Knock once for the father Twice for the son Three times for the holy ghost Come on in the water's warm Come on like a sugar cube but with a kick in the head Like putting wings on lead Your eyes are blocking my starlight I'm the last of my kind (And that's all that should matter to you) Follow the disorganized religion of my head And we'll never get through customs Let's just take off again instead Got my degree in the gutter My heart broken in dorms of the Ivy League Oh, hell, yes, I'm a nervous wreck Oh, hell, yes, the drugs just make me reset Knock once for the father Twice for the son Three times for the holy ghost Knock once for the father Twice for the son Three times for the holy ghost I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a nervous wreck I'm a nervous wreck I'm a n-n-nervous wreck I'm a nervous wreck, I'm a nervous wreck (Oh, hell, yes) The drugs just make me reset(The drugs just make me reset) Knock once for the father(Knock once for the father) Twice for the son Three times(Three times) for the holy ghost Three times (Three times) for the holy ghost Three times (Three times) for the holy ghost

Sat at the side of the pool at one of your houses With wet white trousers on And worlds collide as the evening continues The dignity fucks off Her brother's gone off to the strippers To make up for all the lost time She could have been one of the bitches But she's actually alright Cigarette smoker, I'm sorry, but we're all unsure How much you've had, but We think that you oughta, maybe not have anymore A country home, even if we really tried Wouldn't cease to surprise now And I bet your dad would like to give us all a slap When are your parents back? D'you know? Well, I never came from no ghetto But it wasn't nowhere near here Well-spoken girls in stilettos Aren't something to fear Cigarette smoker, I'm sorry, but we're all unsure How much you've had, but We think that you oughta, maybe not have anymore Cigarette smoker, I'm sorry, but we're all unsure How much you've had, but We think that you oughta, maybe not have anymore Cigarette smoker, cigarette smoke doesn't hide As well as you think And you'd think that it oughta act as the perfect disguise