there s those that don t know those that don t know that they don t know there s those that don t know and those that don t know that they don t know from the north to the south from the east and west london town is busy at best with the kicks to the chest and the dips and the crests fall asleep past your stop creeping past eleven o clock in the morning no dawn s ever boring sometimes i lie in the bath til it s cold nothing but a laugh to the front in the back of my soul i wanna live forever give my best guess cause that s the best you ll get is a guess but no less smoke in the chest hold it in til it s in your skin inhale this hardly smoke that s a hardy toke flip flops and your shorts or the big dogs on the porch til the night on the scorch alight like a torch there s those that don t know those that don t know that they don t know there s those that don t know and those that don t know that they don t know hunky dory all evening at a hundred and forty bpm til it s done sort of in the a m or you ve done talking or it s mayhem at the cornucopia doped up the local shop s a mere toe tap vocal and focused on the buying of papers and the fire drill and the brightest shades of milk we look a mighty shady ilk memories of a long lost eon millions of stars out there which one might you be on it s like jupiter s moon in this room get the heat on i need a stencil to follow my pencil pensive and sensing smoke in your chest hold it in til it s in your skin inhale this hardly smoke that s a hardy toke there s those that don t know those that don t know that they don t know there s those that don t know and those that don t know that they don t know  you know me i always detest the dawn the grass always looks like it was left on the lawn you talk around events and from the side of your sight the benson burns it reflects in your eyes there s those that don t know those that don t know that they don t know there s those that don t know and those that don t know that they don t know