Portland - Middle Brother/John McCauley/Matthew Vasquez/Taylor Goldsmith
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared an airplane ride for lunch
Sitting in between a ghost
And a walking bowl of punch
Can you play a little hunch
Predicting a delay on landing
I predict we'll have a drink
Lost my money on the first hand
Got burned on a big fat king
And your ears just wanna ring
And your eyes just wanna close
Nothing's changing I suppose
It's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
It's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
We'll wait away the raindrops
Look out boy you'll catch a cold
Serving boy can chain nothing
That ain't anchored to his throne
But at least he's going home
Sitting like a backwoods junkie
Caught down in a servant trust
Look at that funny monkey
Putting silver in his cup
And you're silver runs to rust
In your second hand clothes
Trust no one I suppose
But it's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
It's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared a pack of lies for lunch
Credit card Almighty
Bringing in the next little bunch
When you owe me on a hunch
And your eyes just wanna close
There's nothing changing I suppose
Bur it's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
Oh it's too late to turn back here we go
Portland oh no
It's too late to turn it's too late I know
Portland Portland
