Holy Smoke (2005)

Lyrics for Holy Smoke (2005)

From the other side of gender-neutral bathroom stall “Of all the assholes in this town I hate him most of all” Every vodka mixer in the club was not enough Nowadays it’s Live Laugh Love and listen to Death From Above Forward, morning after, cleanse your sins inside a dock dry bath tub Between the hunt sabs, ACABs, sobbing, being sick Hearing your name in the chorus left me prostrate in the pit There is nothing here to set the scene No notable geography, or pathetic fallacy You’re the only thought in my head You’re the only thought I’ve got left in my head Don’t get me wrong I love my friends’ kids, sure they’ll grow to be good leftists Bet they’ll make their parents proud and make the best of what they’re left with But they don’t buy the beers I drink, and they don’t drink the beers I buy No children and no profession, walking dead at 37 Forward, morning after, naked if not for two blister plasters She held a cold can of Summer Fruits between her warm thighs Condensation glistens, sweat beads drip into my eyes She’s turning me to God no joke Mother, daughter, holy smoke! There is nothing here to set the scene No notable geography, or pathetic fallacy You’re the only thought in my head You’re the only thought I’ve got left in my head