Hawksley Workman - Smoke Baby Lyrics
In your underclothesYou went out for a smokeI call you inJust before the storm beginsYour last breath of smokeYou let out in the roomIt makes a cloudLike the greyistPerfect plumeSmoke baby, smoke babyMore alcohol babyCocaine in MontrealAnd back out on a plane babyAn early flight will leaveAnd on it will be meI'll be half asleepAnd you'll get up at threeCasual as a lightFlickers before it's nightSadness comesAnd the daylight turns and runsAs the sun is setting you'll be bettingI'll be getting throughI'll find a payphone babyAnd take a minute to talk to youAnd I have never feltQuite this close to hellAll this rock and roll babyOnly time will tellBut we're young now, having fun nowOn the town now, get around nowIt's fine for nowBut someday we'll settle downBut not nowSmoke babyWho'll give you time to cry?And time to find yourself?