Rigor Mortis Blues

Can you smell the smoke on my tongue
Can you smell the sweet, sweet smoke on my tongue
I know you're worried dear, but I'm just trying to have fun

Never would've done this back home
No, I never would've done this back home
But here in the alleyways anything goes

Why don't you open up your eyes
You've gone stiff, can't seem to open up your eyes
Have you died or just lost your youthful shine
If I had to guess I'd say

They said we can't bring him back to you
They said no matter how hard they try he's never going to move
So I guess I'm stuck in place with these rigor mortis blues



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Gwilt
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