Smoke on my lip I wrote a song, yeah Some people said I was doin it wrong, yeah, but Check out my hands: my chimin chords On a Goldtone mandolin guitar World's been meltin In front o' my eyes, yeah My baby girls... They keep me high, yeah Ain't on no trips though (no LSD) True love is the pure drug for me Jump in my whip My engine whines, yeah Zigzag my way... Down Lincoln Drive, yeah Puck on my lip: feel I can fly For a while... Smoke from my ears My brian is burnin My candle's burnt I'm never learnin Watch as my life breaks down Just as the song breaks down Smoke on my lip I wrote a song, yeah Some people said I was doin it wrong, yeah, but Check out my hands: my chimin chords On a Goldtone mandolin guitar Smoke from my ears My brian is burnin My candle's burnt I'm never learnin Watch as my life breaks down Just as the song breaks down