Ten Minutes Lyrics - Rough Dreams - Shivaree

Silver pens, expensive smoke 

I's all over, satan sucks 

You know it's true 

Jesus Presley Elvis Christ 

Happy parents standing in some living room 

And it's ten minutes back to the valley 

Her city limits; I'm gonna take you with me 

And I will sing those songs 

Back down the alley 

And you can love me all the way home 

You've got taste and that's sad 

Now you're listening like you never really had 

Feel that wind beneath my coat 

You're a liar 

I'm a silly billy goat 

And it's about ten minutes back to valley 

Everbody got sore 

'Cause they couldn't shop anymore 

I wouldn't bother to tell my father that I was on the score 

When it's ten minutes back to valley