A pile of shells and a pile of leaves In my dreams green man looks like me And failure falls just like autumn trees My concrete comfort mezzanine The smell of autumn and carbine You'll never clean it up I wanna let 'em all down A letter goes out to your side Something to mix it up I wanna let 'em all down The smell of autumn and carbine They'll crack a window and let you feel the breeze But was the juice ever really worth the squeeze? It all looked so loud, now we don't hear a peep A distant rainbow reverie Now you're a pile of pills and a pile of leaves Boss man's posthumous hit factory He sleeps in silk sheets while you rest in peace Culture's black eye like the girls you beat The smell of autumn and carbine You'll never clean it up I wanna let 'em all down A letter goes out to your side Something to mix it up I wanna let 'em all down The smell of autumn and carbine Draining slowly, finally at peace Draining slowly, finally at peace Draining slowly, draining slowly Draining slowly, finally fading away The smell of autumn and carbine You'll never clean it up I wanna let 'em all down A letter goes out to your side Something to mix it up I wanna let 'em all down The smell of autumn and carbine You'll never clean it up You'll never leave it No matter what they say You never mattered much anyway