Monday, May 18, 2009

Jets to Brazil. Sweet Avenue.

I'll be the first one to admit that I have not smoked a cigarette in my entire life. If anything tempted me though, it would be this lyric in "Sweet Avenue" by Jets to Brazil.

"this cigarette it could seduce/  a nation with its smoke/  crawling down my tired throat/  scratches part of me that's purring/  softly stirring" 

 Oh, and the song is freaking beautiful. 

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