The spring rain falls on bare skin and heels, I'm full I've eaten every imaginable meal. Inside it's smoky, the booze and the weed, the heels stroll inside to fill every need. But the smoke tends to clear, and the booze it wears off, You wake up beside her as she turns and she coughs. And your real life will hunger was never the feast, Just another fool tangled and you? still a beast. [Chorus] You can have it all on these streets of delight, Smoke a bowl, drink your fill, find love for the night. The sky rains down with all you could covet, But when the rain stops and you're standing there soaking. Drenched to the bone, and the spell finally broke'n, All you really want is to be home and dry, Not smelling of someone else’s alibi. You can have it all on these streets of delight, Smoke a bowl, drink your fill, find love for the night. The sky rains down with all you could covet, But when the rain stops and you're standing there soaking. Drenched to the bone, and the spell finally broke'n, All you really want is to be home and dry, Not smelling of someone else’s alibi. [Blues Guitar solo] [Verse 2] The rain pours down in the summer in Shang-ri-la, Washes down the dirt, the sin the scum. As you buckle the heels on your feet, And smoke and ya drink to dull the pain You're a little more poison, than person. A whore painted like some kind of saint, You can't hide from whats their in your vison, When you look up and all that you see --is Oblivion [Bridge] Don't try to tell me who I am, I won't let you take that stand. We both know how my story ends, So why do you try to pretend? [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] 'Cause You can have it all on these streets of delight, Smoke a bowl, drink your fill, find love for the night. The sky rains down with all you could covet, But when the rain stops and you're standing there soaking. Drenched to the bone, and the spell finally broke'n, All you really want is to be home and dry, Not smelling of someone else’s alibi. [Outro] The way you wait for him, the summer and Shangri-La... Wash away the debt, the sin, the scum. You're a little more poison, than person. A whore painted like some kind of saint, You can't hide from whats there in your vison, When you look up and all that you see --is Oblivion.
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