Lyrics Smoke - Rustic Overtones, Funk Flex

Smoke

Smells like smoke
Smells like smoke
It smelled like smoke
Or smells like the stench of a Saturday night
The ceiling broke
The neighbors woke to the rain
When I woke to the orange light
One minute I’m burning up,
Then I’m soaked in the fire fight
The fire it drowned and the rain it choked tonight
Kicking up the dirt
You kick your spurs to the sun
It isn’t what you do, it’s what you’ve done
(Chorus)
Someone said you died last night,
But that you were fine
When you came to the church on Sunday,
You were looking like Saturday night
Someone said you died last night,
But that you were fine
And when you came to the church on Sunday,
You were looking like Saturday night
The Buggies climb in, when the kids climb out
Well there are polka dots of buggies,
Where the screen ripped out
The yellow toys swim through a dusty filth
They’ve got to break down the homes that the buggies have built
It’s when they’re kicking up the dirt,
They kick their spurs to the sun.
And when the buggies they sting kiddies they run.