The Friend Catcher lyrics
by Rowland S. Howard
[Instrumental Intro]
[Verse 1]
I, cigarette fingers
Puff and poke
Puff and poking the smoke
Touches the ground
[Chorus]
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
[Post-Chorus]
Of sound
[Verse 2]
She, by my chinny chin chin
Eee-oh, eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
Hope, around
[Chorus]
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
[Post-Chorus]
A prison of sound
[Verse 3]
She, by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Eee-oh, eee-oh, eee-oh, eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
Hope, around
[Chorus]
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
[Outro]
I poke around