The Smith Street Band - Get High, See Mice lyrics
[The Smith Street Band - Get High, See Mice lyrics]
I was going to lie and steal
My way to the stars
I was going to do it from the
Front seat of your unregistered car
I was going to pull
My blindfold over everyone
I was going to find a way of making
You fall for me when I was done
But I'm not that young and
I'm not that dumb anymore
No I'm not that young and
I'm not that dumb anymore
Always holding hands under the table
With a keen eye for whoever's more available
Dotted your signatures with love hearts
On every little note
Left the first name blank in case someone
Caught your eye while you wrote
And it's taken me this long to
Think with anything but your hips
And I always hated the taste
Of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic
Ashtray lips
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours where the trains aren't running
And I'm knocking down my door in advance
'Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming
And you pity me on the
Corner of Johnston and Brunswick
Singing my heart out for loose
Change with my acoustic
Spending rainy days indoors trying
To turn other
People's protest songs into beautiful music
And I'm haunted by the ghosts
Of my more famous friends
I spend every season complaining waiting
For the season to end
I like to think that I'm encompassing
But I'm always getting comfortable
You never gave me twenty minutes
Just to catch my breath
'Cause you were kissing me
Or fucking someone else
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours where the trains aren't running
And I'm knocking down my door in advance
'Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming
I'm not coming back to the bars
We used to drink at
Or the drinks we used to sleep
Or the people we used to drink with
Became the people that we used
Ever since you said you saw
A mouse in my house
Every single time I get high I see mice
And the people that we used to drink with
Became the people that we used
And the city gets pretty for those few
Hours when the trains aren't running
What's that
And I think I hear the wolves coming
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours when the trains aren't running
And I think I hear the wolves coming
I'm knocking down my door in advance
Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming
My way to the stars
I was going to do it from the
Front seat of your unregistered car
I was going to pull
My blindfold over everyone
I was going to find a way of making
You fall for me when I was done
But I'm not that young and
I'm not that dumb anymore
No I'm not that young and
I'm not that dumb anymore
Always holding hands under the table
With a keen eye for whoever's more available
Dotted your signatures with love hearts
On every little note
Left the first name blank in case someone
Caught your eye while you wrote
And it's taken me this long to
Think with anything but your hips
And I always hated the taste
Of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic
Ashtray lips
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours where the trains aren't running
And I'm knocking down my door in advance
'Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming
And you pity me on the
Corner of Johnston and Brunswick
Singing my heart out for loose
Change with my acoustic
Spending rainy days indoors trying
To turn other
People's protest songs into beautiful music
And I'm haunted by the ghosts
Of my more famous friends
I spend every season complaining waiting
For the season to end
I like to think that I'm encompassing
But I'm always getting comfortable
You never gave me twenty minutes
Just to catch my breath
'Cause you were kissing me
Or fucking someone else
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours where the trains aren't running
And I'm knocking down my door in advance
'Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming
I'm not coming back to the bars
We used to drink at
Or the drinks we used to sleep
Or the people we used to drink with
Became the people that we used
Ever since you said you saw
A mouse in my house
Every single time I get high I see mice
And the people that we used to drink with
Became the people that we used
And the city gets pretty for those few
Hours when the trains aren't running
What's that
And I think I hear the wolves coming
But the city gets pretty for those few
Hours when the trains aren't running
And I think I hear the wolves coming
I'm knocking down my door in advance
Cause the wolves are coming
The wolves are coming