Cigarettes are killing me, they're my mortal enemy, hey has anybody got a light?
Yellow stains that won't come off, lungs that rattle wheeze and cough, hey has anybody got a light?
Open up another deck, shaking like a nervous wreck, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I'm dead don't bury me, cure my bones in nicotine
Hey has anybody got a light?
Emphysema jungle breathe, ventilator certain death, hey has anybody got a light?
Roll your own or tailor-made mentholated light brigade, hey has anybody got a light?
I could smoke a hundred more, 'til my throat is red and sore, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I finally waste away, throw my ashes in a tray, hey has anybody got a light?
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Cigarettes are killing me, they're my mortal enemy, hey has anybody got a light?
Yellow stains that won't come off, lungs that rattle wheeze and cough, hey has anybody got a light?
Open up another deck, shaking like a nervous wreck, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I'm dead don't bury me, cure my bones in nicotine
Hey has anybody got a light?
Emphysema jungle breathe, ventilator certain death, hey has anybody got a light?
Roll your own or tailor-made mentholated light brigade, hey has anybody got a light?
I could smoke a hundred more, 'til my throat is red and sore, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I finally waste away, throw my ashes in a tray, hey has anybody got a light?
Yellow stains that won't come off, lungs that rattle wheeze and cough, hey has anybody got a light?
Open up another deck, shaking like a nervous wreck, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I'm dead don't bury me, cure my bones in nicotine
Hey has anybody got a light?
Emphysema jungle breathe, ventilator certain death, hey has anybody got a light?
Roll your own or tailor-made mentholated light brigade, hey has anybody got a light?
I could smoke a hundred more, 'til my throat is red and sore, kill my craving, kill my appetite
When I finally waste away, throw my ashes in a tray, hey has anybody got a light?
Writer: Steve Pineo
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