Lyrics:
little box
Send me your smell to break all the rocks
Give me polaroid
To remember you by
Even though I know it will hurt
Send me your smell
That's the only
Every summer when it rains, I smell the jungle, I hear the planes.
I can't tell no one I feel ashamed. Afraid someday I'll go insane.
That's been ten
Upon the canvas dark with age
The smell of paint, a flask of wine
And turn those faces all to me
The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft
And Dutch
Only the clouds remain
They seem to cause me pain
cnd days go drifting by
I wonder why
I miss the smell of you
cnd things we used to do
The plans we
at the foot of the hill where the smoke curls up to the sky
By a whiff of the smell you can plainly tell hat there's poitin, boys, close by
For it fills
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know 'em by their work name, I know 'em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand
I was born in San Francisco when the bay was full of cruisers
Where the west wind smells of fishing boats for fifty miles around
My father wore
Close to my skin, I'm falling in someone who's been
Sittin' by the phone, I'm left alone in another zone
John says to live above hell, my will is
starts wondering it's like to be liked by everyone
And like everyone be just like anyone
And just wants to be so just like anyone
She reaches through
By standing in the road alone
Standing watching the fires burn
The northern sky it stinks with greed
You could smell it for miles around
The good ole
And he comes up the stairs like he always does
And he never turns on the light
And she's wide awake, scared to death
She smells his lust and she smells
thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
Then smells her perfume in his eyes
and her voice was like a bell
Outside
Thrown in together by life's crazy whims
That pepper and salt like their unshaven chins
CHORUS:
Harry and Joe lean to and fro
They lean on each other
He grew up in some forgotten midwest town
His mama raised him well
Barely getting by, but he'd be okay
As far as he could tell
Oh, the plant in
sayin' that she don't smoke?
(Keep sayin' that she don't smoke)
Why her clothes smell like kush, when she keep sayin' that she don't smoke?
(Keep
And he comes up the stairs like he always does
And he never turns on the light
And she's wide awake, scared to death
She smells his lust and she smells
of the devil! Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch!
Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth
got?
Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth
Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either
Smell-smell this, I just got this
of the devil! Sign of the devil!
City on fire!
Witch! Witch!
Smell it, sir! An evil smell!
Every night at the vespers bell
Smoke that comes from the mouth
Strained by the shame
Don't struggle give in and accept
Youre tied into a frame
(smell the torches)
Theyll give you peace at last
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
the quarter was coming alive
A man on the corner told me that Jesus is coming soon
But I was lost in the music and the crowd and the smell of cheap perfume
done
Take the bull by the horns now it won't be too long
Wake up and smell the coffee Son and see the morning sun
Wake up wake up wake up wake up
Wake
Another summer, another vacation is over
A September morning with the sun and the smell of the clover
Down by the gate, we sit and we watch all our
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