Long distance romance - late night conversations
So much promise except for the realization
Left alone at the railway station
Surrounded by the smell of Smoke and Desperation

A hazy bar room full of friggin' strangers
The sound of blues matching my frustration
I didn't know that the road to damnation
Is filled with the smell of Smoke and Desperation

The smell is in my clothes the smell is in my hair
I'm hacking up a lung - dear death I'm almost there
Oh Dear lord I've got to quit this scene
I've turned into something quite obscene

Now it's time for some deep detoxication
I need something to break up this stagnation
Open the door to get some ventilation
To take away the smell of Smoke and Desperation

The smell is in my clothes the smell is in my hair
I'm hacking up a lung - dear death I'm almost there
Oh Dear lord I've got to quit this scene
I've turned into something quite obscene

A hazy bar room full of friggin' strangers
The sound of blues matching my frustration
Open that door to get some ventilation
And take away the smell of Smoke and Desperation
Save me from the stench of Smoke and Desperation
And blow away the smell of Smoke and Desperation