Are you honest when no one's looking?
Can you summon honey from a telephone?
They sat there with their hooks in the water
and their moustaches caked with airplane glue.
O come let us adore them, California overboard
When the sun sets on the ghetto all the broken stuff gets cold.
Smith and Jones, forever!
Smith and Jones, forever!
Smith and Jones, forever, together, forever and ever. Together, forever and ever.
Build a stage, for Autumn's bitch.
They walk the alleys in duct tape shoes.
They see the things they need through the windows of a hatchback
The alleys are the footnotes of the avenues.
O come let us adore them, California overboard
holding up their trousers with extension cords.
Smith and Jones, forever!
Smith and Jones, forever!
Smith and Jones, forever, together, forever and ever. Together, forever and ever.
I've got two tickets to a midnight execution.
We'll hitchhike our way from Odessa to Houston
and when they turn on the chair, something’s added to the air
when they turn on the chair, something's added to the air, forever
To the air, forever
Smith and Jones, forever, together, forever and ever. Together, forever and ever.
And ever.