Smile کے بول

Smile Teeth broken Play piano Take a number When snows come And the trees all Start to crumble I'll be waiting Ask me Is there fire? And I will smile My teeth are broken I play guitar now And break the strings off I need the metal To make some music That we can't hear I, I, I try I, I try to see the sky I, my eyes are fine Oh Get a job now And write a poem About the poems That made you throw up When you're dying Take the ceiling Turn them backwards And they will love you Just like we do I, I, I try I, I try to see the sky I, my eyes are fine Oh