smoky room

You know you're just a snob in a smoky room
You drink you smoke
All of you are so boring
You keep on saying next to nothing
I just can't stand it
I couldn't leave too soon
I don't drink
I don't smoke
I'm from the wrong side
I hate to see you with a bong by your side
When I get out of the smoky room
I'll see the night mist around the moon
Even through the dark
I still see it so clear