Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Charlie Fink
Been told you no good
That a job that you hate belongs in a special part of hell
It was a feeling I knew more than I wanted to
Working in a Manchester Business Hotel
Rushing you plate to room 108
On new year's eve 2005
I gave two short knocks and you opened up
Not so standard business hotel type
But sometimes your future is waiting for you
Behind a hotel room door
I had spent 20 years not living my life
And that wasn't my life anymore
I saw your guitar case, asked if you play
You said, "No, it's where I keep my machine gun"
I used to tour with a banjo
But ever since I switched nobody ever asks for a refund
You stand for the tree, lean in to see
Hey, where you goin', do you smoke?
I couldn't believe this was happening to me
When you pulled out a joint from your coat
But sometimes your future is offered to you
Rolled up in a cigarette
I had spent 20 years not living my life
Right till that moment we met
And it was like a firecracker
Watched from a prison yard
Sitting in that hotel bedroom
Listening to you play guitar
Oh, it was like a firecracker
Oh, it was like a firecracker
Firecracker was written by Charlie Fink.