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Smells like autumn, smells like leaves You don't know that you'll rust and not belong
so much And then get left alone
Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk And don't you know that old folks' homes smell
so much like my own.
The hotcha girls at the palisades
Dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty mouths.
Mama's little truck stop rose, her dancy feet
her happy laugh.
We were dropping dimes on the ponies in the
cul-de-sac, Casting shadows throwing sparks.
We left our teeth marks on the barrel of the gun
The clipper ship across your chest.
Turns out the pony only had one trick, a wink
for the truck stop boys.
They learned it all from the Polaroids.
Smells like autumn smells like leaves, You don't know that you'll rust and not belong
so much And then get
Suck it up, take a ride and take a walk And don't you know that old folks' homes smell
so much like my own.
Time blends light, paint's all peeling, wait
outside, take four rights
The hotcha girls in the palisades
Dime store keets, pretty birds, pretty mouths.
Glass eyes and the wooden teeth,
The engine's rusting in deep deep sleep, it waits.
The mail came from miles away, the postal man is always late
And we wait and we wait.
Tight lipped with a big ol' mouth,
The government workers all headed south while it rained.
Glassy eyes and wooden teeth, the engine rusted in deep deep sleep
It waits, and it waits, to awake.