Letra de Smoker - Jack Van Cleaf

Everyone’s a tattooed teenage kid 

Hanging ‘round a grocery parking lot 

Nothing better to do on a weekday 

Looks like concrete camouflage 

I am always a first grade freak 

Backseat SUV window 

Looking out on the asphalt street 

Scared to death, a fresh haircut 

And I never thought I would be a smoker 

Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older 

“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?” 

You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years

Time is a Tuesday afternoon 

Living room rug covered in toys 

Live in the plastic submarine 

A world made of grass, a quiet little boy 

Bet he never thought he would be a smoker 

Guess that he forgot, guess he’s getting older 

“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?” 

You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years 

I never thought I would be a smoker 

Guess that I forgot, guess I’m getting older 

“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?” 

You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years 

I’m at the tippy-top of the roller coaster 

Fuck, it’s gonna drop, guess we’re getting closer 

“Mommy, what’s he got dangling from his ears?” 

You’ve got nothing to fear, give it a couple of years 

Give it a couple of years 

Give it a couple of years 

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