Atomic Swing - Gone In The smoke lyrics
Gone In The smoke lyrics
by Atomic Swing
Fluff albums
Slow me down to walking speed, up all my downs
Exhale now the vacuum's in my heart and lungs
Wish upon a shooting star, low as I fell
and walk me in tonight and make me leave myself
Gone in the smoke where I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
a total stranger here in the gloom where I am the gossip of the ladies' room
Brush away the midnight ghost down on my blocks
and con away the hours on the city clock
Tonight I'll be a busy man going on travel
and dance the night away with someone beautiful
Gone in the smoke where I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
and nobody knows this total stranger here in the gloom where I am the trader in the men's room
And I can rule with the mob, I can play in the highest of finance
I could buy me my rights whenever I'm wrong
I can leave you behind and set course for a brighter horizon
and place me down under a sky where I belong
Still I'm running down the morning streets, run off my deeds
while the parking meter time is closing down on me
Some things are made in heaven, some wishes come true
some do not become what you want them to
Gone in the smoke, I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
and nobody knows this total stranger here in the gloom
When I am gone I'm a lover, I'm a killer with a gun
I ain't present
I am gone and I am the singer of a magic song
by Atomic Swing
Fluff albums
Slow me down to walking speed, up all my downs
Exhale now the vacuum's in my heart and lungs
Wish upon a shooting star, low as I fell
and walk me in tonight and make me leave myself
Gone in the smoke where I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
a total stranger here in the gloom where I am the gossip of the ladies' room
Brush away the midnight ghost down on my blocks
and con away the hours on the city clock
Tonight I'll be a busy man going on travel
and dance the night away with someone beautiful
Gone in the smoke where I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
and nobody knows this total stranger here in the gloom where I am the trader in the men's room
And I can rule with the mob, I can play in the highest of finance
I could buy me my rights whenever I'm wrong
I can leave you behind and set course for a brighter horizon
and place me down under a sky where I belong
Still I'm running down the morning streets, run off my deeds
while the parking meter time is closing down on me
Some things are made in heaven, some wishes come true
some do not become what you want them to
Gone in the smoke, I'm a lover, I'm a singer in a song
and nobody knows this total stranger here in the gloom
When I am gone I'm a lover, I'm a killer with a gun
I ain't present
I am gone and I am the singer of a magic song
