Up in smoke
The holly springs disasterI'm a mess, master of success out of dirt
under skirts, tell your girl
'cause we're taking you out on the town, and you ain't ever coming back.
I am rock and roll.
The son of sex and drugs, 'cause it's your daughter that I want
and it's the sex and not the love, so come on.
So now I made my choice, can't ever take it back.
So I packed up all my things, I'm moving to the West
so that some day I can just sleep in my own bed
without all your smoke rings wrapping around my head.
So now I'm climbing this mountain to see what I thought that I smelled from the sea.
Don't blow, smoke rings to the West
so I can rest my head.
Don't blow, your smoke.
Don't blow, your smoke.
BOOM!
So now I climb that mountain, to see what I could see
but all I saw was a pretty young girl sitting on her knees she's saying
"come on cowboy don't you back down
you got a pistol and bullet with my name
so I'm a cowboy never back down
I got a pistol and bullet with your name
"come on cowboy don't you back down
you got a pistol and bullet with my name."