"Smoke On The Highway" lyrics
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
They built a mall on Iroquois burial ground
There's nothing sacred in this God-forsaken town
We drive past MacCormick Prison out on 79
Getting high
Just you and I
Two young hooligans
Best friends on a suicide mission
Too young to pretend
There's anything better
And I said
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
With you right beside me
Lost his job last week bagging groceries at the P&C
They caught him stealing ribeyes, high on Percs and OCs
We all laughed when we saw his pants were stained with blood
It's a tough break
When you play for high steaks
Two young hooligans
Best friends on a suicide mission
Too young to pretend
There's anything better
And I said
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
They built a mall on Iroquois burial ground
There's nothing sacred in this God-forsaken town
We drive past MacCormick Prison out on 79
Getting high
Just you and I
Two young hooligans
Best friends on a suicide mission
Too young to pretend
There's anything better
And I said
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
With you right beside me
Lost his job last week bagging groceries at the P&C
They caught him stealing ribeyes, high on Percs and OCs
We all laughed when we saw his pants were stained with blood
It's a tough break
When you play for high steaks
Two young hooligans
Best friends on a suicide mission
Too young to pretend
There's anything better
And I said
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
Oh
Roll one up in the backseat, we can go
Go riding around this ghost-town, I smell smoke
Smoke on the highway
With you right beside me
Writer(s): Samuel Nelson Harris, Adam Levin, Casey Wakeley Harris, Russell Flynn
