Your lungs have got a dirty stain
All you feel is cancer pain
Leaves your fingers a sticky yellow color
Every one f*g is less one hour of your life
Don't be a s**er and mess up your life
Smoking them f*gs from 9 till 5
You might as well eat the dirty dog-ends
You know your going round the bend
They'll put you away
I dunno why you smoke them No.6
A packet of f*gs is a packet of tricks
I dunno why you smoke them f**ing cigars
You're gonna stay helpless the way you are
.....you were but now you're dead with your ashtray dirt