Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smoke Machine, artist - The Giraffes. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Smoke Machine |
| Everybody says i’m too uptight |
| And i spend too much time alone |
| These are the same people |
| Friends of mine |
| I rip em off GARBLE |
| I’m as pure as a pretty little baby |
| With a name that everybody hates |
| When i make up my mind |
| To get out of bed |
| When the chubby baby legs |
| Start pressing the ground its time |
| He was poor boy once |
| But it didn’t sit well |
| Having doubts about his friends |
| Movin out of his home town |
| Know he’s looking for the best way |
| To let everybody know |
| Just how far he’s gone |
| He’s as pure as a pretty little baby |
| With a face that everybody hates |
| When i make up my mind |
| To get out of bed |
| When the chubby baby legs |
| Start pressing the ground its time |
| Thats what smoke machines are for |
| Help to spread the glow |
| Thats what I.C.U's are for |
| Let the good times roll |
| And now i got a brand new best friend |
| And now he knows just where i been |
| And now i’m gonna use his name |
| Use his name on everything |
| I ever have to sign again |
| That’s what smoke machines are for |
| Help to spread the glow |
| That’s what german names are for |
| Tell the inside joke |
| I’m as pure as a pretty little baby |
| With a thing that everybody hates |
| When i make up my mind |
| To get out of bed |
| When the chubby baby legs |
| Start pressing the ground its time |