It's getting cold out on the coast
They've closed the bars and pulled the boats
Take it slow on the frontage roads awhile
I shot five holes in my radio
My television told me so
At least my phone will keep me warm at night
Swear off all the things that we don't know
Like holidays, hotels, and hospitals
I'd kill for a little company
A bit of armchair alchemy
I don't care if it's only for the night
Coriander charcoal smoke
I burn my mail I burn my notes
Would you rather feed the family or the fire?
Swear off all the things that we don't know
Like holidays, hotels, and hospitals
Oh isn't nice we all live in a time
Where everybody's right no matter what it is they find
It's gonna be alright just give it some time
Sure we're all dying but no one's going nowhere tonight
Going nowhere tonight
Going nowhere tonight
Sure we're all dying but no one's going nowhere tonight
