Camel Lights Songtext

The moneys gone and mother threw your record's on the lawn.

But hey who needs a car when you've got me? To come and set it right, to hold the match up to your camel light.

The phone is dead. The kitchen ceiling is hanging by a thread.

But hey who needs a gun when you've got me? To somehow set it right, to hold the match up to your camel light.

The moneys gone and you can't sleep but lessly the t.v.'s on.