Smelling Cigarettes - The Fiery Furnaces
Written by：Matthew Friedberger/Eleanor Friedberger
Very much vodka and too much tequila
Those are the ways I learned to deal
Across against the light
And the sleet scalds my sight
Stunned I stayed put
And a billboard truck runs over my foot
So things are really hopping
And my unemployment's stopping
And my kitty cat's copping
And I need to forget
So I go to the window
And smell a cigarette
Now I'm in the clutches of my crutches
I'm laid up
And I sip from my cup
And I look outside
And I see Christopher Hyde
Just got divorced and there's a
Restraining order enforced
Going in his ex wife's garage
And I'm just drunk enough to open the window yell out gruff
Don't you key that brand new camry
And he
Gave me the cursor damn returning to the spot he was
Mind your own business you
And I wag my finger
You're not doing what you're supposed to do
And then he's coming toward me
And I took a swig of my tequila
'Cause it made me feel
As he started across
Against the light
But he didn't
Look
To his right
As he didn't stay put
And a billboard truck came
And ran over his foot
And the cops responding called out to me
He said is this your cat
Yeah but sometimes it forgets
Ah wait a minute
I'm gonna come out there and smell a couple a cigarettes
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
If you tell me
That you can
If you tell me
That you can
If you tell me
That you can
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
If you tell me
You've been broke
If you tell me
You've been broke
If you tell me
You've been broke
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
If you tell me
That you can
If you tell me
That you can
If you tell me
That you can
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
Don't you hurry
Worry with me
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
I'm gonna pack up
Your eyes with sand
You better close your eyes
'Cause I'm about to pack them up
With sand
