Mint and Tobacco

The Tulip of Monte Cristo

She wants to be a balloonman

Water tower name

La Brea micstand

That stands a riddle of feet

She walks right up and sucks my window

A stranger like The Sun on 2d

Cut up with the water supply

A trace on the teeth

Of the sea of the streets

Well ain’t it good to know

I got dartboard eyes

But surprise, I got a shotgun nose

And it knows the sewer goes straight to the spring

And I’m Lalaland, and the Midwest, I’m the real thing

Cut up with the water supply

A trace on the teeth

Of the sea of streets

Burn the planet leaving her name

And tell my body

Your breathing ain’t so deep

Mint mint and tobacco

Well it’s cheap, gettin haunted by a song

Until it’s money

Yeah but you get so

You get so bottom heavy

But your belief

Really keeps a balloon goin

And growin in belief

Cut up with the water supply

A trace on the teeth

Of the sea of the streets

Put me in the alcohol for a change

And sell my body

Don’t it smell like Ohio

Mint mint and tobacco