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Old Eric's Baking Soda Blues by Rondonjohnson ft. Ronathan Taylor Thomas

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Old Eric's Baking Soda Blues

Western Country

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Old Eric at the kitchen light Clock say half past three
Empty bag and a broken stem Staring back at me
Baking soda box wide open Like a joke gone wrong
Last rock gone to smoke and dust Didn’t last too long
Used to cook it hard as diamonds Wide and tight and clean
Now the plate just holds the memory Of what might’ve been
Fingernail scraping corners Trying one last time
Even ghosts get thinner When you’re running out of shine
When the rocks ain’t hard and the nights ain’t long And the fire won’t stay lit
When the stem turns cold and you’re shaking hands And you can’t get one more hit
Yeah the baking soda dreams all fell apart Like a cheap hotel romance
Name’s Old Eric and the well ran dry Ain’t got one more chance
Dealer ain’t picking up tonight Says I still owe two
Everybody’s friendly Till the smoke runs through
Truck stop parking lot memories Neon burning sore
Every woman I ever loved Turned out just a whore
Yeah my lovers are like midnight rain Gone before the dawn
Leave you sick and empty When the shine is gone
Cancers and whores and broken doors That’s the road I chose
Every kiss just another death Everybody knows
When the rocks ain’t hard and the nights ain’t long And the fire won’t stay lit
When the stem turns cold and you’re shaking hands And you can’t get one more hit
Yeah the baking soda dreams all fell apart Like a cheap hotel romance
Name’s Old Eric and the well ran dry Ain’t got one more chance
Used to watch that water bubble Till the clouds rolled in
Hard white stones like little moons Cooling in the tin
Now the stove light flickers hollow Like it pities me
Even sin needs fuel to burn Even fools can see
When the rocks cooked hard and the nights burned fast Man I thought I’d never fall
Now the plate stays clean and the pipe stays dry And there’s nothing left at all
Yeah the baking soda kingdom’s gone Just a broke down circumstance
Name’s Old Eric and the well ran dry Lord I never had a chance
Hard rocks, soft hearts, all turned into smoke
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