EPISODE · Dec 15, 2018 · 3 MIN
WHERE CIGARETTES FALL
from Steve Low · host Steve Low
A&R company Taxi is one of the hardest to crack so to have this song accepted and forwarded to the music director of a new TV series in the US was a good moment. Where Cigarettes Fall You wanted a rendezvous For the consignment I said I’d let you see We gotta be murmuring Behind the hands – the voice of righteous felony So I said I’d meet you – and I did – in the dark In the place – where cigarettes fall Where the gutter’s strewn with stems n ash And the talk is all just threats n trash Out the back door steamy kitchen blue hotel Where cigarettes fall Then there’s your girl you see Pretty one - she on the take in multiple ways She’s going to purgatory You’d have to think cause she’s there right in my face Yeah I’d often meet her – as one does – in the dark In the place – where cigarettes fall Where the touch is imperceptible And kiss n talk a silent thrill Out the back door steamy kitchen Blue hotel Where cigarettes fall Won’t be long before I cut and run To where the road meets the sky and the world curves down Mr Unsavory - you got burned But as they say - the wheel comes round And she’s beside me – in the car – cause she hungered For me – where cigarettes fall Where the gutter’s . . . alt-country
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A&R company Taxi is one of the hardest to crack so to have this song accepted and forwarded to the music director of a new TV series in the US was a good moment. Where Cigarettes Fall You wanted a rendezvous For the consignment I said I’d let you see We gotta be murmuring Behind the hands – the voice of righteous felony So I said I’d meet you – and I did – in the dark In the place – where cigarettes fall Where the gutter’s strewn with stems n ash And the talk is all just threats n trash Out the back door steamy kitchen blue hotel Where cigarettes fall Then there’s your girl you see Pretty one - she on the take in multiple ways She’s going to purgatory You’d have to think cause she’s there right in my face Yeah I’d often meet her – as one does – in the dark In the place – where cigarettes fall Where the touch is imperceptible And kiss n talk a silent thrill Out the back door steamy kitchen Blue hotel Where cigarettes fall Won’t be long before I cut and run To where the road meets the sky and the world curves down Mr Unsavory - you got burned But as they say - the wheel comes round And she’s beside me – in the car – cause she hungered For me – where cigarettes fall Where the gutter’s . . . alt-country
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