Smoke & Trash

That's where I hide out Since all the years I'm coming here When all the glass breaks When big black clouds are coming down It's where I trade it Where all the sales are taking place Despite the rumours We're not that far from turning There will be war No right or wrong Get in your car There's nothing we can do, babe I took it slow once But now the pace is going up There's too much pressure But only just so little chance To get some healing And leave the smoke and trash behind Become the other Maintain a steady line There will be war No right or wrong Get in your car There's nothing we can do, babe There will be war No right or wrong Get in your car There's nothing we can do There will be war No right or wrong Get in your car There's nothing we can do, babe Nor do we care There's nothing we can do, babe Nor do we care There's nothing we can do, babe Nor do we care There's nothing we can do, babe Nor do we care