Middle Brother Portland
Shared a cigarette for breakfast*
Shared an airplane ride for lunch
Sitting in between a ghost and a walking bowl of punch
Can you play a little hunch?
Predicting a delay on landing
I predict we'll have a drink
Lost my money on the first hand
Got burned on a big fat king
And your ears just wanna ring
And your eyes just wanna close
Nothing changing I suppose
Well It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
We'll wait away the raindrops
Look out boy, you'll catch cold
Serving boy can chain nothing
That ain't anchored to his throne
But at least he's going home
Sittin' like a back woods junkie
Caught down in a servant trust
Look at that funny monkey
Puttin silver in his cup
And your silver turns to rust
In your second hand clothes
Trust no one I suppose
It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
It's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
Shared a cigarette for breakfast
Shared a pack of lies for lunch
Credit card almighty
Bringing in the next little bunch
When you owe me on a hunch
And your eyes just wanna close
There's nothing changing I suppose
But it's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
Oh, it's too late to turn back
Here we go
Portland, oh no
It's too late to turn
It's too late I know
Portland
Portland
