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We've found 988 lyrics, 3 artists, and 34 albums matching stash by smog:

Artists:

Smog · Golden Smog · Smog


Albums:

Stay Golden, Smog: The Best of Golden Smog - The Rykodisc Years (Golden Smog) · On Golden Smog (Golden Smog) · On Golden Smog (Golden Smog) · Caramella Smog (Samuele Bersani) · Hidden Stash 5: Bong Loads & B-Sides (Kottonmouth Kings) · Complete Guitar Duos (The Stash Sessions) (Bucky Pizzarelli) · Stash (Bongzilla) · Stash (Bongzilla) · Stash [Bonus Tracks] (Bongzilla) · 15th Anniversary Stash Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 24 other albums »


I'm goin' up to the country
Where there ain't no doggone smog around

Well, come here baby
Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand
Well, come
a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes-the deadly smog
I can tell by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so
down?
I'm goin' up to the country
Where there ain't no doggone smog around

Well, come here, baby
Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand
Well,
crammed
And the mountains erupt
And the valley is sucked
Into cracks in the earth
Will I finally be heard by you.

L.A.
Uptight, city in the smog
smog has got me down 
I'm goin' up to the country 
Where there ain't no doggone smog around 

Well, you got me baby 
Sugar let your papa take you by
smog has got me down 
I'm goin' up to the country 
Where there ain't no doggone smog around 

Well, you got me baby 
Sugar let your papa take you by
a mirror image of the human race
And oh shit, here it comes-the deadly smog
I can tell by the howl of the stray dog
The air is calm, the streets are so
smog has got me down 
I'm goin' up to the country 
Where there ain't no doggone smog around 

Well, come here baby 
Sugar, let your papa take you by
seen 'em pass by
Shining bright in the night
Don't look behind you

Do I imagine these footsteps behind me
Can't see with this smog in my face
Tracy
Burn up our door,
Hard wood floor,
Money on the table, 
I'm in my stash house, 
Bricks going in,
Birds going out, 
I stashed a 100 mill,
Off in my
smog has got me down 
I'm goin' up to the country 
Where there ain't no doggone smog around 

Well, you got me baby 
Sugar let your papa take you by
I will wait for you in the green, green spaces,
Wearing our post-industrial faces.
Side by side sit the trashpile twin,
And the eleventh century
I see you floating by me 

I see a beautiful face 

It's pointed straight up towards the smog 

I know I know you feel me beaming
the long run
I won't leave the studio until a song's done
And ain't nuthin really hard about gettin my cash
A big phat house with a million stash
You
Time was when an American about to go abroad would be warned by his friends or the guidebooks not to drink the water. But times have changed, and now
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup
never play the game by the book
If you're livin too large, ya better watch that ass
Cause the IRS,
Is gonna take yo stash


							
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London, but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London, but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our
carbon
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Well, then can I roam beside you?
I have come to lose the smog,
And I feel myself a cog in somethin'
And thanks for the memory
Of summers by the sea, dawn in Waikiki
We had a pad in London but we didn't stop for tea
How cozy it was

Now since our breakup