Apocalypse Hoboken - Smoker's Cough lyrics

You're getting old, your gums are bleeding You're feeling down, your hair's receding Oh NO! A bitter man who's got no one to call his own A prisoner without a home to call a home Up against a wall his vices have rendered him unable He drinks away another day just to fell a little stable Drink away your life Beating up your wife The kids don't come home anymore Coughing up your life Cheating on your wife The kids don't come home anymore