Ashtray Rock
Joel Plaskett
Waitin' for the bus to come and pick us up
Take us down to the party at the Ashtray Rock
November comes and I’m flooded with memories
Of raking leaves and picking up all of your empties
Get to party and talk about our latest band
Getting wasted, getting in and out of hand
Later on, I see you talking to the beauty
I’m right beside her but you’re looking right through me