That Smell

Lynyrd Skynyrd 1977 (Van Zant / Collins)



Whiskey bottles and brand new cars;

oak tree you're in my way.

There's too much coke and too much smoke

Look what's going on inside you.



Ooh, ooh that smell

Can't you smell that smell?

Ooh, ooh that smell

The smell of death surrounds you.



Angel of darkness is upon you.

Stuck a needle in your arm (you, fool, you)

So take another toke, have a blow for your nose,

one more drink, fool, would drown you. (hell, yeah)




Now they call you prince charming.

Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes.

Say you'll be alright come tomorrow, but

tomorrow might not be here for you. (yeah, you)




Aw, you, fool, you.

You stick them needles in your arm

I know I been there before.


One little problem that confronts you,

got a monkey on your back.

Just one more fix, Lord, might do the trick.

One hell of a price for you to get your kicks. (hell, yeah)




Oh, you, fool, you

Don't stick those needles in your arm.

You're just a fool, just a fool, just a fool.


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