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dom peluso the r.a.m - jazz cigarettes lyrics

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[chorus]
my high is in effect
i’m gripping on a richer sense
i’m losing all the feeling in my fingers so i wiggle them
remember days when we were going to the river bend?
i don’t think that i miss it, but you tell me if it’s winter yet
feeling like the 80’s, but my call will never cl!ck connect
this is better than ritalin, say “h-llo” to my little friend
forget i’m sick again, deep six-ing “oh, this again”
we’re dreaming of a picket fence and smoking jazz cigarettes

[verse]
i spark the lighter up and watch the flame run around
told the b-tch she ain’t invited if she bug me out
turn it, fl!ck the ashes off, and watch them as they flutter down
and when it’s fading off, i light up for another round
see, this is something you can’t bring inside the f-cking house
’cause i’ve been laughing, but i really don’t know what about
take the swisher, gut it out
puff it, let it come around
roll up like a thunder cloud
i’m smoking through my summer drought
ignore the things i sputter out, like, “let me teach a thing to ya
the first ancient civilization’s mesopotamia
that’s not a cop, it’s just a gmc acadia
now can i cough? because i burned my f-cking trachea”
see now we’re shifting, depression is the discussion’s major theme
and soon, we spill and speak our suffered brains to peace
god d-mn it, now i’ve got to leave and bring this pain to sleep?
it isn’t deep, now hit the blunt before the flames deceased

[chorus]
my high is in effect
i’m gripping on a richer sense
i’m losing all the feeling in my fingers so i wiggle them
remember days when we were going to the river bend?
i don’t think that i miss it, but you tell me if it’s winter yet
feeling like the 80’s, but my call will never cl!ck connect
this is better than ritalin, say “h-llo” to my little friend
forget i’m sick again, deep six-ing “oh, this again”
we’re dreaming of a picket fence and smoking jazz cigarettes
my high is in effect
i’m gripping on a richer sense
i’m losing all the feeling in my fingers so i wiggle them
remember days when we were going to the river bend?
i don’t think that i miss it, but you tell me if it’s winter yet
feeling like the 80’s, but my call will never cl!ck connect
this is better than ritalin, say “h-llo” to my little friend
forget i’m sick again, deep six-ing “oh, this again”
we’re dreaming of a picket fence and smoking jazz cigarettes



- dom peluso the r a m lyrics

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