City Grease

by John Van Dreal and Kevin Rentz

Genre: Rock

Lyrics

Driving home from work today
I thought of her and what I’d like to say
It’s easy when I’m all alone
Anticipating battles on the phone
I’d try to speak about this town
The heat, the hicks, the shit that gets me down
The dirty streets, the lack of heart
So many things I don’t know where to start

This desert town has captured me
In spite of all the things I’d like to see
I told her once I couldn’t stay
And she just turned, and walked away
For good or bad, it’s what I believe
Still I just wish I had the guts to leave
But there’s something about her mind and soul
That keeps me in his damn supporting role

But I don’t call, I keep it in my head
But I don’t talk, I sweat it out instead
No I don’t call, I just try to keep my peace
I don’t talk, sweat out the city grease

When I get home I’m in decay
Grab a beer, ask about her day
She sits me down and smiles at me
Talks about the great things she will be
I smoke and drink and watch her eyes,
Her strength, her will, her lack of compromise
So I hide inside my drink
Knowin’ she’s knowin’ what I think

I don’t say, I sweat it out instead
No I don’t talk, I keep it in my head
No I don’t say, I just try to keep my peace
I don’t talk, sweat out the city grease