The Heart Of Portland, Oregon

Oh, that wasn't me that was the caffeine talking

You should go to bed because tomorrow your working but if you want to smoke all night, I don't mind

Oh, I met a girl who took me to her favourite bar

We went back to hers and then we went too far, but I like going too far just sometimes

My clothes don't fit me, paracetomol and whiskey

Make me fall to my knees

The rivers here are wider the roads here are wider

And when I'm here beside her I'm not sure I want to leave

They sell coffee all night here

They sell breakfast all night here

They sell honey roasted cigarettes but still I think of home

Oh the dope is stronger here

I won't see these friends for years

I have a sweetheart at home in tears so I must go home

Mercy, didn't think I'd ever ride a bike that fast

Didn't think I'd ever see a truly independent self-sufficient sub-culture