Texty: The Holly Springs Disaster. Up In Smoke.

so let me introduce myself

i'm a mess

master of success out of dirt

under skirts, tell your girl

cause we're taking you out on the town

and you ain't ever coming back



I am Rock and Roll

the son of sex and drugs

cause its your daughter that i want

and its the sex and not the love

so come on



So now i made my choice,

cant ever take it back

i packed up all my things

i'm moving to the West

so that someday i can just sleep in my own bed

without all of your smoke rings wrappin around my head



So now i'm climbing this mountain to see

what i thought that i smelled from the sea



Dont blow smoke rings to the west

so that i can rest my head

dont blow your smoke



BOOM!



So now i climbed that mountain

to see what i could see

but all i saw was pretty young girl

sitting on her knees, she's sayin'



come on cowboy, dont ya back down

you got a pistol and bullet with my name

"so i'm a cowboy, never back down

i got a pistol and bullet with your name"