Lung Cancer Songtext

von Randy Stonehill

She went down to the corner store
And bought a pack of filter kings
Don't you know tomorrow she'll be back for more
'cause she really loves to smoke those things

And every time that she inhales
A cloud of that cigarette smoke
She's just one step closer to the man in black
And sixty cents closer to broke

And she's working on

Lung cancer, emphysema, a cardiac arrest
And she'll probably have a stroke when see sees
The x-rays of her chest

When she had her first cigarette
A puff or two was all she could take
Now if she doesn't have one in her hand all the time
You'll notice it begin to shake

And even though she's nonchalant
And acts as if her habit's a joke
She won't do too much laughing when
Her life goes up in smoke

She's been smoking that C-I-G-A-R-E-T-T-E
That cigarette's got her on her knees
C-I-G-A-R-E-T-T-E
That darn tobacco won't set her free

Oh run, suck, baby, suck
Suck on that cigarette
Go on and light up that fag and take a drag
It's bound to snuff you yet