City Headache

Scott Matthews

Compositor: Scott Matthews

City headache
Subside your deery talk
Send a doctor
To my house
Got me a fever
Coming round the bend
And a busload
Of danger

Straight talking
You're sending me to bed
'Cause I ain't walking
In my stage
A temperature
That will not go away
So let it willow
In my head

My head.......

Prescribed pills
Just soil 'em down the sink
'Cause in the hills
Is my cure
No city headache
To knock on my front door
No.[..] faces burn me

Your output love oh
Resigned to my ears
The blinking signals
From your mouth
Some clensing water
To wash away the grind
The city laughter
On my face

My face........

It's not for me
A speed in which you walk
Would burn the soul
And my feet
In distance
And choking from the fall
Until your smoking
Freak shows

That's how it goes
So you just find the road
And I stay
And pack your bags