Smoke Songtext
von Don Dixon

Please accept with deep regret
That I′m afraid to move
You had better pack your bags
Expect to go home soon
My luck has never been this bad
So you are near the end
Promise not to mention me
To all your drug god friends

If I hold the cards too near
They'll send a man around
Camouflage self-respect
Are traded pound for pound
Pass the bowl of caviar
The tiny carved horn spoon
They won′t let me feed myself
Inside this smoke-filled room


Queen of Vegas at my shoulder
Blow away the smoke that fills my eyes
With two aces in my corner
I will bet it all and let it ride

In the hazy matchbox light
I hear a farm boy croon
Selling dreams of yesterday
In and out of tune
Hold his feet against the flame
Until the sizzle stops
You can watch and eat your heart out
Over his collapse

Queen of Vegas at my shoulder
Blow away the smoke that fills my eyes
With two aces in my corner
I will bet it all and let it ride
Queen of Vegas at my shoulder
Blow away the smoke that fills my eyes
With two aces in my corner
I will bet it all and let it ride

Let it ride
Let it ride