Smokin' (Live)

Some people want to live their lives hoping

Well I hope it don't bother you

I'm living mine smokin

Cos I love my life

But I'm not about to stop

And I couldn't tell you the time

I threw away my clocks

And to live your life in second gear

What's the point

Just pass me a delicious durry, or a joint

And that's cos I'm smokin, I'm smokin, I'm smokin

I'm smokin, I'm smokin, I'm smokin

I'm smokin I'm smokin the whole world's fucking broken

So let's smoke one, let's smoke one again, again

Well you can call it cash money

I'm a call it paper

Cos to me it's just the object

I trade for my vapour

That majestic white smoke

Floating through the sky

Well I know that I could quit

But why the fuck would I try

When I've seen the people on the packets

Stories they've told

But I've also seen stone cold sober people

And they're dull

So twist one, pass me the spliff

Cos if I couldn't joke and smoke with you

I'd jump off a cliff

And that's cos I'm smokin, I'm smokin, I'm smokin

I'm smokin, I'm smokin, I'm smokin

I'm smokin, I'm smokin, the whole world's fucking broken

So let's smoke one, let's smoke one again, again