The Big Smoke Blues

Here comes the month’s rent
Now you ain’t got nothing left
This place won’t let you choose
I got the big smoke blues
Some like to hang around
They love it when you’re kicked down
It’s a game only lovers lose
I got the big smoke blues
The fog is getting thick
You were smart to split
Get away from the scene’s abuse
I got the big smoke blues
Sounds like murder on the street
He fell to the singer’s feet
Was it someone that you knew
Who had those big smoke blues
Living on the east end
Where I try and pretend
You can hide but it’s no use
I got the big smoke blues
Summer to fall in love
Winter to mess it up
Someone will help you through
With those big smoke blues
I got the big smoke blues