Smokestacks On The Skyline

Smokestacks on the skyline
Barely made it in on time
For load in and another late night of make-believe
And it's sound check if that's what you call it
Two drink tickets and an empty wallet
Waitin' around for a coincidental anybody

The bartender doesn't wanna talk
How many have tried to walk the walk?
Seen it once, you've seen 'em all
Better left alone
Callin' home's easier not to do
When you ain't got nobody waitin' on you
How many white lies can you tell someone over the phone?

There's a couple of hot dog hills that I would die on
The secret's in the way you roll your eyes
And I'm tired of window shoppin' just to try on
A new pair of shoes for the same old bad disguise

How many friends can you burn through?
They don't make 'em like they used to
You're gonna hit the dirt if you keep lookin' behind
So you settled down and sold the gear
It never took you all that far from here
But when the deal went down, it got you out of a bind

There's a couple of hot dog hills that I would die on
It ain't much to you, but I'm gettin' along just fine
And you've been parkin' all your troubles on the front lawn
And givin' everybody a generous piece of your mind
You been givin' everybody a piece of your mind

Smokestacks on the skyline
Leavin' town in the mornin' time
Lickin' familiar wounds and lookin' for a bite
It wasn't like we had much else to do
Maybe we were just tryin' to
Come up with some kind of proof
That we were alive