I can smell your cigarettes in my dreamsIm filling your pockets with gasolineMaybe Ill catch you in the darkWhat a beautiful bonfire we could startI got a Kawasaki with one flat tireGonna fill it with air and ride all nightI thought you could be trusted in my homeWhat a beautful bonfire of my hopesI wish I was a little meaner, a little drunker, a man with a gunI might just let these feelings showWouldnt you be the lucky one ...Theres a train coming I can seeHe isnt quite as fast as meIm gonna cut across the tracks in timeAnother sucker just gets byAnother sucker just gets byTheres heroin tracks on the moonIm gonna kill somebody, wont be youIm so cold I cant even breathWhat a beautiful bonfire you made of meI wish I was a little meaner, a little drunker, a man with a gunI might just let these feelings showWouldnt you be the lucky one ...I can smell your cigarettes in my dreamsIm filling your pockets with gasolineMaybe Ill catch you in the darkWhat a beautiful bonfire we could startWhat a beautiful bonfire we could start