Room Full of Funny Smoke

[Verse 1] They came in marching, stiff as stone Big hats, big medals, tiny thrones We said, “Sit down, y’all, coats on the rack” Locked the door, then we leaned right back [Chorus] We got dictators in a room full of funny smoke Watch ’em loosen up, cough once, then choke on the joke All that power on their lap, but their knees still shake In a room full of smoke, see a tiny heart wake [Verse 2] Sax man laughing in a crooked bend Boots on the table, “Let me be your friend” “Sign this paper, it just says chill” “Trade your fists for a backyard grill” [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Watch the shoulders drop, hear the slogans fade Titles peel off like old paint, homemade [spoken] “Man, you ever tried just planting trees?” They exhale slow, say, “Pass that, please” [saxophone solo] [Chorus]