Claine - Drifting Through the Sequoia Grove lyrics

[Verse 1] Meet me at the Bungalow bar Never got along like Mufasa and Scar Sorry but I'm not, wallet for a sense of humor Pocket watch, [?] turning into humorous A bit of Scotch with a line of white to wipe the edge Black swayde while I swipe the keys of the ledge I see your rocks but that makes me smile Swallowed too much pride for my fingers to dial Powerful appetite of the hungriest king Hand up [?] to the invincible ring Connecting the summit to plummet the scars [?] I put a gun to my head before I tell you that I miss you 20 feet from the curb I about to pull into I slide away my copy of the taming of the Schru A fake grin, but it's already edged in Let the games begin [Chorus] It's been a while Since I've seen your face and You know what I came to do It's been a while But we're back in the same place If you owe me new [Verse 2] If walls were personified they could smell the lies perfuming from the silk sheets and the warm thighs Look into my fathers eyes, read it like a line of text Peaking at the mountain top, asks the clouds what's next Spent the night in the bottom of a bottle Should've listened Plato, should've listened to Aristotle Wipe the frown of my face and then take it slow Cigarettes for the show, it's time to read what I sow Maybe stick around, we can swim down the rainbow heading east bound Two tabs and a lock on the door Is all we need to see what our first day got in store You laughed because you think it's funny I come back from the bathroom to give you money The phone rings, time to give a dog a bone Get the f** out of here and let me fly on my own Now I'm drifting (drifting) [Outro] Drifting, drifting Drifting, drifting Drifting, drifting Drifting, drifting