Life In The Ashtray

Tired of waking up

And kicking off the dust

And coughing up a lung

Just hangin' out with butts

Life in the ashtray

There's nothing much to say

So we both complain

Being dragged around

Always lost and found

Always being put down

And stubbed out on the ground

Life in the ashtray

There's nothing much to say

So we just complain

It's your stick

It's the short end

You can show it to your friends

You can light it up

You can put it out

After all it's your ashtray

It's your ashtray after all

It's your ashtray