Creosote
Thomas Wold
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ISRC
QZ-JTQ-10-10092
Custom Track ID
47930
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Thomas Christenson
Lyrics English
I love the smell of creosote
She reaches up and she grabs my throat
Brings me back to my Chicago years
Drinking whiskey drinking beer
We would eat the cruellest of food
Greasy spoon with the greasy attitude
And the smoke would rise and curl
In the hog butcher to the world
And you went overseas while I stayed on
And when you returned you discovered
That I was gone
We use to meet at the Charleston
Talk about all things and nothing
What about that time at the Rainbow Room?
With Mike Watt and Kira too
You used to live in such a run down joint
We'd scare the rats but what was the point?
We'd go to openings where I wouldn't know a soul
In old factories still burnin' coal
And I went overseas while you stayed on
And when I returned I discovered
That you were gone
Now it seems like a world away
Sears Tower Lake Michigan waves
But somewhere in the heart of that town
You'll find us in the lost and found