The Cigarette Song

The Cigarette Song - Matt Pless

I smoked lots of cigarettes, filled my lungs up with regret,

But I got a second chance, I put down those cancer sticks.

Never should have picked them up, but they say whats done is done,

And I'm done with slavery, feeling better everyday.

I said I'd quit a time or two before, then I'd always bum another from a friend,

Because moderation meant just one more so I hope I never smoke one again.

No more holding hands with Death,

had to stop and catch my breathe.

No more coughing in the cold, stranded on Tobacco Road,

Used to smoke them in the car when my favorite song came on,

With a coffee or a beer, after nearly every meal.

Feeling like a hypocrite and making corporations rich,

In exchange they make me sick, either way you pay for it.

They sell them to you overpriced, medical bills start to rise.

Life's a drag but surely I can find a cheaper way to die, and

I remember fits of nicotine, wishing every cigarette would never end,

But it seems like lately I need room to breathe, so I hope I never smoke one again.

But when it comes down to it, some folks just don't wanna quit,

And that's their prerogative, I can't tell you how to live.

But I hope that you survive, hope I bought myself some time,

hope we make it out alive, or at least 'till 95.

I'm through with half a pack away, then the next day digging through the garbage can.

Because I'm an addict, what else can I say?

But I hope I never smoke one,

I hope I never smoke one,

I hope I never smoke one again.