Smoke

Don't wanna see no smoke come rising
Don't wanna live in such a hell of a town
You saw it coming and it's not surprising
You blow the trumpet and the walls come down, walls come down

You running backwards well to each his own
Hosanna sitting on a velvet throne
If you're finished with the record dial up on the phone
Someone come and get me come and drive me home, drive me home

Nothing I've seen could ever come in between us
And the walls keep crumbling down
No one named Nina could have possibly seen us
But somebody was selling the sound

Answer the question; a fact is a fact
You got the wrong information but you're on the right track
If you wait you'll be too late you've got an hour to pack
'Cuz when the Ice Man comes he's gonna take it back, he's gonna take it back

Romance and reason never come into season
And the walls come tumbling down
Down on your knees so they can try you for treason
And somebody will sell you the sound

Mode observation; observable clues
Multiplication in two by twos
Save your pontification for your turn at the screws
Hold an electric election for your right to choose, and lose

That's why I don't wanna see no smoke come rising
Don't wanna live in such a hell of a town
You saw it coming and it's not surprising
You blow the trumpet and the walls come down, walls come down