swingin utters - pills and smoke lyrics
i was a city baby raised on a well worn street
my daddy hated it because of it’s fame
i never noticed really i was too young at the time
to care about the history in it’s name
some years go by and they move me to the sticks
some d-nky satellite of my old home
and it was there i took off to meet my mind on the streets
and it was there i made off on my own
and i’ve been sick
and i’ve been tired
i’ve been a madman slashing tires and starting fires
i’m not afraid
cowards be d-mned
i’m full of pills and smoke and booze and i’m teenage
a few wasted years, a cup of tasteless tears
i learned my lessons the old fashioned way
some think i’m angry and mean, but, h-ll, i’m only eighteen
there’s only so much a kid can take
another day, another time, my life and loves are in line
but i never lost the nerve that i had
it kept my insides clean my soul solid and lean
my independence guiding me through the cr-p
and i’ve been sick
and i’ve been tired
i’ve been a madman slashing tires and starting fires
i’m not afraid
cowards be d-mned
i’m full of pills and smoke and booze and i’m teenage
i’m full of pills and smoke and i’m teenage
i ain’t more, i can’t get outta this
gotta get some more pills,
gotta get some more smoke,
go on, go robbin’
and i’ve been sick
and i’ve been tired
i’ve been a madman slashing tires and starting fires
i’m not afraid
cowards be d-mned
i’m full of pills and smoke and booze and i’m teenage
gimme’ some pills and smoke!
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