The melody and lyrics are pure reverie. The descending notes in the melody (1:00) evoke the feeling I had when I first heard it, every time when I listen to it.

Pitcher56  Chubby

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biscuit in my pocket
cookies in my basket

always I have something sweet
in my handbag
chocolate and carrot chips

coconuts milk pineapple cake
peppermint stick candy
always I have many many sweets
maybe I'm made of sugar I guess

Melting Holidays - Biscuit In My Pocket

スプロウル Sprawl （2005 demo ver.）

まほうのじゅうたん/Mahou No Jyuutan-Hyakkei

[Intro / Verse 1]
Smoked my last cigarette, sat in bed for a while.
Thought of your face, and that brought me a smile.
Wanted another one. Fell back asleep, instead.
Woke and found you sitting there on the bed.
I fell for you, baby, like a bomb
Now my love’s gone up in flames
[Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
[Verse 2]
Went to the corner store, bought us another pack.
Held my arm around you as we headed back.
I tried to change your mind. Didn’t want you to go.
I want you more, it seems, than you could ever know.
We’re history, baby, read it in a book
It ended in the fire that started with a look
[Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
[Verse 3]
My head is full of smoke, heart full of pain
That tender love is gone, gone up in flames
You should have shot me, baby, my life is done
You could have shot me, baby, shot me with a gun
I hear those sirens scream my name
I know my love is gone up in flames
[Bridge]
Smoked my last cigarette, sat in bed for a while.
Thought of your face, and that brought me a smile.
I fell for you, baby, like a bomb
Now my love’s gone up in flames
[Outro / Chorus]
Cigarette, cigarette,
Burning up time.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Watch the smoke climb.
Cigarette, cigarette,
Wasting away.
Just like this cigarette, our time is running down.
Only one hour ‘til you’re leaving this town.
My head is full of smoke, heart full of pain
That tender love is gone, gone up in flames
You should have shot me, baby, my life is done
You could have shot me, baby, shot me with a gun
I hear those sirens screamin’, screamin’ my name
I know my love is gone, gone up in flames

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