It's surprising how little things we lose I was walking through the streets of Soho Looking for a diamond ring But I didn't find a thing Not a necklace Not a bracelet Not a shoelace Not an old friend Not a new friend In the faces Of the crowd
And the streets were paved with cigarette butts And the streets were paved with cigarette butts And the streets were paved with cigarette butts With cigarette butts And cigarette butts
Oh, it's surprising how little's on the ground Considering we walk around And lose and lose what's never found
Someone has got to be the one To find the long-lost answers Banana peels and orange rinds
But we suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us We suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us They will crave us They will crave us
It's surprising how little things we know I was walking through my mindscape And I didn't find a thing It's surprising how little things we know I was walking through my mindstreet Red light stop and green light go And I didn't get run over
But we suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us We suck on our cigarettes As if one day they will save us As if one day they'll return the favor As if one day they will crave us They will crave us They will crave us