Smell The Future (Mulvey Peter)

Standing with my sneakers soaking up a lake of gasoline Standing with my bob dylan comic books And a bag of boston baked beans Standing hear I realize just now what you mean - hey douglas I smell the future I smell the future I smell the future and it smells like gasoline Lying face down in the street they beat the shit out of him His face was such a sight Lying to us blatantly they handed down not guilty I say that's not right Lying on my mother's couch screaming at the television Watching LA burn into the night That night we smelled the future We smell the future Do you smell the future - well it smells like gasoline Driving in my dreams I'm on I-90 driving east Driving the first nail into this corner of my life But these goodbyes are a beast Driving forces are tugging me and to say the least I smell the future I smell the future Do you smell the future Well I smell the future and it smells like gasoline