Sam Delaughter Nickel Trip
Our pleasant escapeThe stereo box
My guitar in hand
Your doors without locks
I hear that things
Are better down south
But you know that too well
I got it straight from your mouth
So you take your nickel
And I'll use my thumb
We're charting a course
In every direction
You sit there so lightly
Your face so serene
They're going to fight me
Complacently clean
And maybe we'll hear this
But wouldn't you know
I've written it for you
To hear on your radio
I hear the nights are quite chilly
In the fourth sketchiest place
So show me that smile
Our warmth brings to your face
Besides, I think we know
Just how this would end
You'll smile and then go home
And say yeah, you made some friends
Besides, I think we know
Just how this would end
You'll smile and then go home
And say yeah, you made some friends
Saw you back then
How could I have known
We'd end up together
In a car, all alone
With no plans
Of doing quite anything
But it will end
More scattered than everything
A coin toss
Chooses the way
I'm at a loss
Of quite what to say
We're in as much
Control as the tires
The lust grows
The lighting expires
Your face packed away
In the depths of my mind
Left your reputation
Just one day behind
And waiting, they all are
And that is just fine
But we're parked safely now
For the night, they're all blind
Besides, I think we know
Just how this would end
You'll smile and then go home
And say yeah, you made some friends
Besides, I think we know
Just how this would end
You'll smile and then go home
And say yeah, you made some friends
