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(As Long As They've Got) Cigarettes In Hell

Spend your days just walking and shopping
Depending on how much you're luck is in
Spend the night-life table-hopping
And trying to keep that bag of bones in trim
I don't mind not feeling immortal
'Cos it ain't all that as far as I can tell
I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell
By the time we start getting used to
The dope that's forming on the windowsill
Now we know we've got ourselves into
The cage that keeps the mice on the treadmill
I don't mind not feeling immortal
'Cos it ain't all that as far as I can tell
And I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell
I don't mind not being immortal
Because it ain't all that as far as I can tell
I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell

song performed by by Oasis
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Cigarettes In Hell

Spend you days just walking and shopping
Depending on how much you're luck is in
Spend the night-life table-hopping
And trying to keep that bag of bones in trim
I don't mind not being immortal
'Cos it ain't all that as far as I can tell
I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell
And by the time we start getting used to it
The dope that's forming on the windowsill
Now we know we've got ourselves into
The cage that keeps the mice on the treadmill
I don't mind not being immortal
'Cos it ain't all that as far as I can tell
I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell
I don't mind not being immortal
Because it ain't all that as far as I can tell
I don't mind not going to heaven
As long as they've got cigarettes
As long as they've got cigarettes in hell

song performed by by Oasis
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A highly valuable chain of thoughts

HAD cigarettes no ashes,
And roses ne'er a thorn,
No man would be a funker
Of whin, or burn, or bunker.
There were no need for mashies,
The turf would ne'er be torn,
Had cigarettes no ashes,
And roses ne'er a thorn.

Had cigarettes no ashes,
And roses ne'er a thorn,
The big trout would not ever
Escape into the river.
No gut the salmon smashes
Would leave us all forlorn,
Had cigarettes no ashes,
And roses ne'er a thorn.

But 'tis an unideal
Sad world in which we're born,
And things will 'go contrairy'
With Martin and with Mary:
And every day the real
Comes bleakly in with morn,
And cigarettes have ashes,
And every rose a thorn.

poem by Andrew Lang
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Like your heart dropped acid

And you know you're half broken; feels like your jutting ribs are cutting into you more every day. I don't have to watch your envy kick your pride in the balls. I don't have to listen as your enigma prevails in an argument with facts. A mind cast to the gallows, a Holocaust for your very own heart. You can roll those sunken eyes all you want, dearie.

Subtle at first. One smoke, two smoke, three smoke, four... And, karmic, no one ever questioned you about it as you had hoped, even though you had an answer for every cigarette. Overdoses and guns were too shocking; slitting wrists too much like a teenage girl. (Sometimes, I wonder if you forgot that's what you were.) Out-and-out suicide was wrong, you said, but it lost its sting if you strung it out over decades. All our old friends, the ones you started hanging out with again, the ones who quit smoking, they'll roll cigarettes for you. They love to roll cigarettes, and roll their earrings, and argue about anarchy. And you love them, and you love the cigarettes, the music, the sweat and patchouli, the panhandling, how their...your...minds always beat in straight time.

But you fell measures behind, and the music, the freight-hopping, the cigarettes, they mean nothing to you now. Everyone knows your beauty scars aren't from brambles or kittens, and that's the way you like it. You can only use that bleach as an excuse for hair caught in the drain for so long.

I'm listening to you recount your inner-battles, with all the vehemence of a wall flower, and I finally understand.

You just want to be beautifully fucked up. Or pretty, like your heart dropped acid.

poem by Claire Stuart
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The Great Deceiver

Health-food faggot with a bartered bride
Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride
Once had a friend with a cloven foot
Once he called the tune in a chequered quit
Great deceiver
In the door on the floor in a paper bag
Theres a shoe-shine boy with a gin-shop slag
She raised him up and she called him son
And she canonised the ground that he walked upon
Great deceiver
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, cadillacs blue jeans
In the night hes a star in the milky way
Hes a man of the world by the light of day
A golden smile and a proposition
And the breath of God smells of sweet sedition
Great deceiver
Sing hymns make love get high fall dead
Hell bring his perfume to your bed
Hell charm your life til the cold winds blow
Then hell sell your dreams to a picture show
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the virgin mary
Cadillacs, blue jeans, dixieland playing on the ferry
Cadillacs, blues jeans, drop a glass full of antique sherry

song performed by by King Crimson
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A Friendship Remembered

It's so long since we were friends
But I have never forgotten you!
How I long to search
The dark recesses of your mind,
To pick the lock of your memory
And find what lies behind
Those pale, blue eyes, coloured like smoke
And tinged with sadness of cigarettes!
We used to spend our lunch-hours together
In fair and in stormy weather -
I must have been blind
To think I could win your affection
By being sensitive and kind,
Comforting you on the
Breakdown of your latest sad affair
And being a faithful shoulder to cry on.
Did I think that when it was over
I would somehow become your substitute lover?
I probably did,
I was full of neurotic fears;
Now I just want you back
To hold and to touch.
After all these lonely years
When nothing seems to have happened,
I long to bathe your genitals in tears.

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Cigarettes And Alcohol

Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Is it my imagination
Or have I finally found something worth living for
I was looking for some action
But all I found were cigarettes and alcohol
You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
'Cos when it comes on top
You gotta make it happen!
Is it worth the aggravation
To find yourself a job when there's nothing worth working for
It's a crazy situation
But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol
You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
'Cos when it comes on top
You gotta make it happen!
Cigarettes and alcohol (repeat and fade)

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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H.T.H.D.T.G.T.

Yeah
Yeah
Baby, baby, come on keep it up
I found myself at the drugstore,
Baby rapping with my funky friends
Shed tears of joy for a soul of sadness, ah ah
My mind was made up now baby
But my mouth kept talking
What the hell am I gonna do,
Gonna do
I said how the hell did they get there, baby
How the hell did they get there, baby
I met this thing called Carrie
She kinda smoked those long French cigarettes (know what I mean boys)
She tried to get me upset
By saying silly little things
My mind was made up now baby
But my mouth kept talking
The hell am I gonna do,
Gonna do
I said how the hell did they get there, baby
How the hell did they get there, baby
How the hell did they
I say how the hell did they
How the hell did they get there, baby
Come on, keep it up
Um, No matter hard I try, try, try, try
Yes, I was Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti
Try a little tenderness,
Come on try, A little tenderness
Same thing
Makes you do wrong
Makes you do right, yeah, yeah, baby baby,
Come on Gimme some groove thing
Groove thing
Horns, horns
Oh try tender, ah oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mind was made up now baby
But my mouth kept talking
What the hell am I gonna do,
Gonna do
I said how the hell did they get there, baby
How the hell did they get there, baby
The hell did they
I said how the hell did they
How the hell did they get there, baby
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Get there baby,
Baby, baby
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Get there baby,
Baby, baby, yeah
How the hell did they
I said how the hell did they,
I said how the hell did they,
Get there baby

song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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Cigarettes, I won't do cigarettes, nicotine will kill ya.

quote by Tommy Chong
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Beer and Fags

Life's a dilemma - you've got to choose -
Surely the amswer's cigarettes and booze!
Come on, my friend, you've got nothing to lose,
You'll be a fool if you refuse!

No-one can tell you what to do,
None of your friends have got a clue,
Don't run to them if you're feeling blue
(When it comes to morons, I know a few!)

Drink is the final panacea,
And cigarettes come pretty near,
So stop complaining, the answers here,
Drown all your sorrows in a pint of beer!

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Angel eyes

Angel eyes are colourblind,
On a whim she lost my mind,
Something's there I'll never find,
Angel eyes are colourblind.

Cigarettes and alcohol
Are all that I have now,
Still I ask and get answered how,
Cigarettes and alcohol.

The pain I feel I can't explain,
Blackened clouds with soaking rain,
She is not a word I'll name,
The pain I feel I can't explain.

Angel wings sing a song,
I know now they can't be wrong,
The path I walk is always long,
Angel wings sing a song.

I am broken I am torn,
I am a life left unborn,
I feel used I feel worn,
I am broken I am torn.

I lie bleeding on the floor,
I know not what this is for,
All I need is more more more,
I lie bleeding on the floor,

Angel eyes are colourblind,
On a whim she lost my mind,
Something's there I'll never find,
Angel eyes are colourblind.

poem by Mathew Lewis
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Unwanted Gift.

Carmody said
what did you get
your old man
for his birthday?

well
you said
my sister and I
saved up

what money we could
siphoned off
some of our pocket money
took back

the empty beer bottles
to the off licence
did extra chores
for our mother

and went bought him
some cigarettes
and gave them to him
what did he say?

Carmody asked
said he didn't smoke
that kind
said they made

his throat sore
that was what he said?
yes and my sister
was upset of course

and went off
to her room to cry
but I just said
but it's the thought

that counts
and we just thought
you'd smoke the cigarettes
look ok thanks

for the thought
the old man said
and took the packet
and stuffed them

in his pocket
and read
the birthday card
we'd both written him

and put it on the table
and said
how much did you get
on the empty bottles?

so I told him
and he said
they were my bottles
I ought to

have had the money
for them kid
you have
I told him

In the form
of the cigarettes
what did he say
about that?

Carmody asked
he just stared
and took the cigarettes
out and opened them up

and lit one
and inhaled
and coughed
and I thought

good job too
and walked away
and Carmody
nodded his head

and sniggered
and you went off
with him to kick
around the ball

in the playground
at school
and said nothing
much more at all.

poem by Terry Collett
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Observed in My Mind Today

Nine walking chocolate chips,
13 dancing thoughts,
two parading colored ants,
seven cigarettes shuffling,
all in a second moment in my mind….

poem by Bullion Grey
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Death Wink Watches Smokers Burn Time

yes we knew you were smoking extra
stress does that reaction to corpus reasons
eat me drink me impact implications

smoking eat smoke inhale lit consequences
smoking lurks among thinner thinner drugs
produces need to infuse body in toxic soups

calm smokes in 4000 plus list chemicals
baby chemicals in addiction cigarettes
in need tobacco smoke kill victim bodies

smoking harmful over 50 known carcinogens
carcinogens cause cancer in inhaling humans
so many poisons rest delight to smoker graves

nice virgin new pack light up your cancer sticks
use as intended cigarettes sold legally crave favours
each need puff puff accumulates over time kills

so few products packaged so appallingly sold legally
tobacco companies out fox pending ongoing lawsuits
avoid health long term effects smoking responsibilities

what words could I pose what list pain suffering illnesses
exhaustive would stimulate horror in smoker smog minds?
what chemicals in cigarettes will people fear flee recognize?

rational mind puff is not addictive mind plead pax denials
poisons self inhaled leisure cruise smoker bloodstreams
recognize relate rat bait harmful disease dire consequences

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Smoke Two Joints

(she was living in a single room with three other individuals.
One of them was a male and the other two, well, the other two were females.
God only know what they were up to in there.
And furthermore susan, I wouldnt be the least bit surprised to learn that all four of them
Habitually smoke marijuana cigarettes... reefers)
I smoke two joints in the morning.
I smoke two joints at night.
I smoke two joints in the afternoon, it makes me feel alright
I smoke two joints in time of peace, and two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints,
And then I smoke two more
Smoked cigarettes til the day she died
Toke a big spliff of some good sensimillia
Smoked cigarettes til the day she died
Toke a big spliff of some good sensamill...
Easy-e were ya ever caught slippin? hell no!
Daddy he once told me son you be hard workin man
And momma she once told me son you do the best you can
But, then one day I met a man who came to me and said
Hard work good, and hard work fine but first take care of head
(guitar solo)
Whoa, rock me tonight,
Whoa-oh, jah sake,
Whoa-ohh

song performed by by Sublime
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Little Billy

Little billy was the fattest kid in his class
Little billy was the fattest kid in his class
Always the last in line
Always the last in line
All the other little kids would laugh at him
All the other little kids would laugh at him
Said hed die before his time
Said hed die before his time
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Little billy didnt mind
Little billy didnt mind
Most of the kids smoked cigarettes
Most of the kids smoked cigarettes
Just to prove that they were cool
Just to prove that they were cool
The teacher didnt know about the childrens games
The teacher didnt know about the childrens games
And billy always followed the rules
And billy always followed the rules
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Little billy didnt mind
Little billy didnt mind
Billy was big on the outside
Billy was big on the outside
But theres an even bigger man inside
But theres an even bigger man inside
Ten million cigarettes burning every day
Ten million cigarettes burning every day
And billys still doing fine
And billys still doing fine
Now billy and his classmates are middle-aged
Now billy and his classmates are middle-aged
With children of their own
With children of their own
Their smoking games are reality now
Their smoking games are reality now
And cancers seed is sown
And cancers seed is sown
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Little billys didnt mind
Little billys didnt mind
Most of them smoke maybe forty a day
Most of them smoke maybe forty a day
A habit billy doesnt share
A habit billy doesnt share
One by one theyre passing away
One by one theyre passing away
Leaving orphans to billys care
Leaving orphans to billys care
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Little billy doesnt mind
Little billy doesnt mind
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Little billys doing fine
Little billys doing fine

song performed by by Who
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Am I A Prisoner?

you may imprison me
in a dim dungeon
but i will never be yours
as long as i can see the light
of a single star above
i will always think
someday i will be out
from the prison cell you put me in
you can drive me
inside a cage of hell
lock with me the bitterness of despair
but as long as my mind is free
to think of days beyond
i will never be your slaves
for you cannot hold my mind
i can still weave my poems
and that is eough
you can kick me in a corner
tie me with iron rope
but i will not be yours
as long as my heart beats
i desire to love and hope
you can never have the beatings of my hert
it is mine alone
am i your prisoner?
never never not

poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Youll Never Be So Wrong

Written by ricky & marty wilde
Just two lovers in a seedy cafe
Someones leaving, the waiter says hey, wont you wait
Running nowhere, she hides in her room
What he told her had to get out and soon
Its just a bad affair youve had
No need to cry, dont take it bad
Youll soon be glad when youre far apart
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
cause Im never gonna find that feeling again
Im never gonna find that feeling again
Now shes breaking but what can she do
Somewhere out there a car disappears out of view
Fumbles somewhere for stale cigarettes
Looks for numbers, the ones she could dial but forgets
No point in you just looking down
No way that you can turn it around
Youve go to realise youre free
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
cause Im never gonna find that feeling again
Im never gonna find that feeling again
No point in you just looking down
No way that you can turn it around
Youve go to realise youre free
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
Youll never be so wrong, not for a long time
cause Im never gonna find that feeling again
Im never gonna find that feeling again

song performed by by Kim Wilde
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You've Been On My Mind

(Rodney Crowell)
Guess it's time for me to say
Just how it is that I feel today
Today is just like any other day
'Cause you've been on my mind.
It really hasn't been that long
But it's funny where the time has flown
Mem'ries just keep holding on
And you been on my mind.
You been on my mind
Aometimes I think I must be going blind
I've seen a world baby, without you
But I don't see myself there too.
Hardly does a day go by
When I don't see your clear blue eyes
Many nights I just wonder why
And you been on my mind.
--- Instrumental ---
You've been on my mind so long
I've been thinking that something was wrong
I've told myself I should forget
But I don't seem to have it yet.
I don't dream that you might change
I don't think that I'm acting strange
I tell myself it's all in vain
And you been on my mind.
You've been on my mind I've said
Till it's all that's in my head
Yes, I know what I must do
But I don't think you'll be there too.
Guess it's time for me to go
But as it is I'll never know
Just what it is that I long for so
And you been on my mind...

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The Mincer

Health-food faggot with a bartered bride
Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride
Once had a friend with a cloven foot
Once he called the tune in a chequered quit
Great Deceiver
In the door on the floor in a paper bag
There's a shoe-shine boy with a gin-shop slag
She raised him up and she called him son
And she canonised the ground that he walked upon
Great Deceiver
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, cadillacs blue jeans
In the night he's a star in the Milky Way
He's a man of the world by the light of day
A golden smile and a proposition
And the breath of God smells of sweet sedition
Great Deceiver
Sing hymns make love get high fall dead
He'll bring his perfume to your bed
He'll charm your life 'til the cold winds blow
Then he'll sell your dreams to a picture show
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cadillacs, blue jeans, dixieland playing on the ferry
Cadillacs, blues jeans, drop a glass full of antique sherry