Smog - Paroles (1)

A hit


It's not going to be a hit
So why even bother with it?
It's not going to be a hit
So why even bother with it?
Just lay it down, and forget about it
Lay it down fast, forget about it

I'll never be a rock and roll saint
I'll never be a rock and roll saint
'Cause i can't sing
Oh no i can't sing
That's not the only reason
That's not the only reason


I'll never be a bowie
I'll never be an eno
I'll never be a bowie
I'll never be an eno
I'll only ever be a gary numan

I'll never be a rock and roll saint



My shell

When you crawl into my shell
You're after my jokes
They serves you well
When you crawl out of my shell
You stole my jokes
They serves you well
When you crawl into my shell
Your after my jokes
They serves you well
When you crawl out of my shell
You stole my jokes
They serves you well


I should have taken them back into my shell
When I think of what you did my shell ache
Stinking mussel-hands
Oh, I left her for dead


Stole my jokes
They serves you well


You can't comeback into my shell
I don't want you back to my shell



I Break Horses

Well I rode out to the ocean
And the water looked like tarnished gold
I rode out on a broken horse
Who told me she'd never felt so old
She asked me if I'd feed her
And ride her now and then


No no no, no no no, no no no,
I break horses
I don't tend to them
I break horses
They seem to come to me
Asking to be broken
They seem to run to me
I break horses
Doesn't take me long
Just a few well-placed words
And their wandering hearts are gone


At first her warmth felt good between my legs
Living breathing heart-beating flesh
But soon that warmth turned to an itch
Turned to a scratch
Turned to a gash
I break horses
I don't tend to them


Tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
And I don't want to see you swimming behind
Tonight I'm swimming to my favorite island
And I don't want to see you swimming behind
No I break horses
I don't tend to them



Back in School

I saw you standing there
With your hand in his hair
And his hand in
Your back pocket
I couldnt help but stare


I wanted to tell you
That I was back in school
But in the dark of the club
I knew it wouldnt carry much weight
Well, I'm trying to learn your language
I'm trying to learn your language


I came to your party empty-handed
I came to your party, uninvited
I came to your party, a headstart on the drinking


I wanted to tell you
That I was back in school


But in the chit-chat, chit-chat should that...
Well, I'm trying to learn your language
It's like a fly learning how to bark
I'm trying to learn your language
It's like a fly learning how to bark


That smile on your face
That smile on your face
That smile on your face
I try to erase
That smile on your face


But a kiss was not the answer
A kiss was not the answer
A drunken kiss was not the answer



Chosen One

Oh whoa (x4)


Well you're a wild horse
On a collision course
With the sun
(repeat)

I wanted to ride that wild horse
Into the sun
(repeat)

But I no longer think that
I'm your chosen one
On no, I no longer think that
I'm your chosen one


Oh whoa (x2)


Maybe it's best for you to ride
Ride into the sun
Because I no longer think that
I'm your chosen one
Oh no, I no longer think that
I'm your chosen one


Oh whoa (x4)