Cotton Candy Smoke

Lately all this smoke just smells like rotten cotton candy

I'm a real man, I smoke Camels

Kill furry things in camo

Then I'll go to work on Monday

Go to church on Sunday

Cause that's what all the other real men did

Lately I've been thinking I might like to be an artist

I'm a real man, I'm no painter

Just save that dream for later

And then I'll go to work on Monday

I'll go to church on Sunday

Cause that's what all the other real men did

Oh, I still feel like a kid

Oh, just like my father did

Lately I've been thinking about flying into Vegas

Put it all on black and spinning

But I'm not one for winning

So I go to work on Monday

Go to church on Sunday

Cause that's what all the other real men did

Lately I've been feeling like it's piling on too high

But I'm a real man, I'm no crier

Just pile it all on higher

And I go to work on Monday

I'll go to church on Sunday

Cause that's what all the other real men did

Oh, I still feel like a kid

Oh, just like my grandpa did

I'm eight years old in soccer clothes, waving to my mom

Plucking springtime's flowers from the field

The world is kind and in my mind there's nothing to go wrong

Monsters don't exist and God is real

Oh, I still feel like a kid

Oh, just like my father did

Lately all this smoke just smells like rotten cotton candy

It reminds me of the circus

Of autumn leaves and fire pits

And going to school on Monday

Going to church on Sunday

Cause that's when all the other children did