Another Night At Windy Point

[Intro]

*conversation while smoking*

[Verse]

Fight music in the car with neons on

Orange like Vietnam, fighting our deal was

Now me and my boys driving through town in three or four

P-plater cars, awaken demons, noise from the exhaust

Lost hours, save it for the horse power in need of course

We bow to live forever, think we'll never see the morgue

Smoking on this fucking you know

On some nights when the starlight is just right

But on this one night, we everyone dry

I need some girls to sort my shit out

Hormones and cyclones

On these nights, it's like a big town, less of a city

Up at Windy, see the lights are pretty

My dealer isn't picking up, this night is dying quickly

My friend lights a ciggy

Car pulls up beside us, they don't like us really

These dudes I know, with acronyms to describe 'em

Seeing I'm a sissy, I'm not one for fighting, nor for hiding

So I tighten my belt, say, "Have you seen Orion's?"