Texty: Scott Matthews. Passing Stranger. City Headache.

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

Streight talking
Your sending me to bed
Cause I ain't walking
In my stage
A tembering turn
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
Smooling faces
But me

Your output love oh
Resighned to my ears
Getting 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 speeding with you walk
Would burn the soul
And my feet
In distance
And shoaking from the fall
Till ya Smoking
Freak shows

That's how it goes
So you just find the road
And I stay
And no oooooh

(Thanks to Inger for these lyrics)