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