Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Beer and Cigarettes, artist - David Bazan. Date of issue: 28.07.2008
Song language: English
Cold Beer and Cigarettes |
| A white ghost, making his way up the west coast |
| Trying to focus his high hopes on a vagina or two |
| He’s taking his chances |
| Meanwhile, back in his living room |
| Bright smiles are watching his toddler run speed trials |
| Over a grandmother’s rug |
| And nature advances |
| Up the interstate |
| He’s been awake |
| And pretty drunk for three whole days |
| No one wants to stop |
| Until they get to where they’re going |
| I’ll get to where I’m going -- |
| Pretty soon |
| So he takes another drink |
| 'Cause watching the scenery bleed |
| Into each similar scene |
| Isn’t as sweet as it had been in his dreams |
| It’s faster to buy cigarettes and some cold beer |
| If you don’t rattle the cashier |
| By asking her back to your room |
| She’s calling security |
| Our car’s on fire in the parking lot |
| And nobody wants it to rain |
| But God isn’t listening |
| So all of the windshields glisten |
| The water and oil mix |
| Causing the fire to spread |
| To five or six |
| Innocent automobiles |
| Waiting in their nearby spots |
| What a cruel God we’ve got |
| Right on, right on, right on |
| Right on, right on |
| Right on, right on, right on |
| Right on, right on |
| So he takes another drink |
| 'Cause watching the formula bleed |
| Into each similar theme |
| Isn’t as sweet as it had been in his dreams |