Cigarettes
I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
cigarettes
I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
Take me night-flying
maybe Mars has good news
who?...who am I?
I am the blues
soothe me
horn's warm red love-makin'
funky music
move me
Night wind, red tail lights, and
funky music
'cause I'm restless
in my love for sale shoes
who?...who am I?
I am the blues
in a world of war
I can't find my laughter
I can't see the night sun
and I can't see my freedom
I guess I can't see too much no more
baby, till I lose my blues
fly through the sky like superfly
Over the stars we climb
over this sweet red wine
I tell myself
right on
right on
right on
right on
blues
flying so high
a plane in the sky
listen to the music of the night wind