You Smoke Too Much Lyrics - The Grand Theatre Volume One - Old 97's

Hey, you smoke too much of what it was 

To be in a pocket all padded up 

The time you loved and long from now 

Oh, how a year can turn around 

Oh, how a year can turn around 

Hey, you drink too much with your old friends 

Prisoner on their suicide binge 

To see them here as they were then 

All went to bag years, none have been 

All went to bag years, none have been 

I hung you up in my little place 

When 21 was on your face 

Carried you 'round for all to see 

I sung you for all who would listen to me 

Now they ask, "Hey, what's in the shell?" 

I tell them, "No human tongue can tell" 

I tell them, "No human tongue can tell" 

Hey, you said too much of what went down 

Ain't no word's gonna shut it up now 

You follow smiles and pretty things 

On to the California dream 

You held it down but now it's free 

You're holdin' it now where none can see 

You're holdin' it now where none can see 

I hung you up in my little place 

When 21 was on your face 

I carried you 'round for all to see 

I sang you for all who would listen to me 

And now they ask, "Hey, what's in the shell?" 

I tell them, "No human tongue can tell" 

I tell them, "No human tongue can tell" 

Hey, you smoke too much of what it was 

Oh, how a year can turn around