I'm Sick Of It
I'm sick, sick, sick of cigarette addiction
I'm sick of movies and their dishonest depiction
That smoking is glamorous, sophisticated and cool
When what it really is is something that rules
The cigarette addict from morning to night
And all the hours in between, they can never take flight
From the constant nagging fear that they must inhale the fumes
Of a deadly poison that will lead them to their doom
A cigarette addict can barely do a thing
Without a cigarette, it's got them on a string
They have to smoke it now, it just cannot wait
And then, another and another, they've really taken the bait
A cigarette addict is as helpless as a lamb
On a frosty hillside with no mother to keep it warm
Their mind is so confused that they actually believe
A cigarette is their saviour, they are so deceived
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Who Is The Master?
When you first light up a fag
It doesn’t taste too good
But you will be its master yet
Indeed you will, you should
For you must be so hip and cool
Like all the other smokers
They are smart and clever people
Not like those other jokers
They’re so smart that they can draw
A fag between their lips
And blow out smoke so easily
While making witty quips
The smoke drawn deeply from the fag
Is noxious, there’s no doubt
And by sheer logic, must be true
It’s noxious what’s blown out
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The Truth: : Humour, Inspiration
Tell the truth, are you crazy, the truth is for fools
In my clever world it’s lying which rules
Why opt for something as silly as sincerity
When you can easily choose dishonesty
Then you can tell lies upon lies upon lies
So many out there for you to devise
And believe them yourself, very nearly, why not
You weaved such an interesting, exciting plot
The truth, big deal, the truth is nothing but lies
My truth’s so much better, at least in my eyes
My lies versus the truth, so easy to win
Because I can keep lying ad nauseum
I’ll just spout out a lie, how easy was that
Don’t look for the truth in my kind of chat
You think I’ll be discovered, I’m way too smart
I’ll never say what’s there in my heart
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It's A Drug
It's a drug
My goodness, is it really?
Yes, it is.
Wow, I'm impressed.
It's got magical powers
Has it really?
What can it do?
It can turn you into a complete slave.
Really, how does it do that?
Well it's a drug.
Really, it's a drug.
Yes it is.
And it's got magical powers
It's very, very powerful
It's incredibly powerful
It has so much power
You wouldn't even believe all the power that it has
Try to imagine how much power this drug has
Can you imagine it?
I'm trying to.
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Me Telly's On The Blink: : Humour
Hello Bob, it's Archie, me telly's on the blink
Without me telly on it's even hard for me to think
I watch it of an evening snuggled up beneath me doona
Can you come round. Not later, I'd rather it were sooner
'Cos every night I watch it and it helps me cop some Zed's
It calms me down and stops all thoughts from spinnin' in me 'ead
Can you tell me Archie, exactly what's wrong with your television
Describe the symptoms to me with clarity and precision
It's got these annoyin' lines that are runnin' up and down
Are you sure they're vertical replied Bob with a puzzled frown
Your TV as I remember is quite an ancient beast
It's been at least two decades since that model was released
One of that era would surely have lines of a horizontal direction
Are you sure they're vertical, after considered reflection
'Course I know me vertical from me horizontal slant
Get over here now, I can't stand all day and rant
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We Didn't! : : Humour
They've been to the moon and back six times, no less
Got dropped off and picked up, I was impressed
For many years, I never questioned this outstanding feat
Didn't even know others thought there had been a deceit
But recently I started reading what the sceptics had to say
I pondered, I wondered, had we really been betrayed
The flag fluttering in the breeze, footprints etched in dry dust
Shadows at all angles, could it be explained without fuss
“Mythblusterers” attempted to convince us on TV
Except on television, again, there may be tricks you can't see
Prove it on television, come on, it’s got to be done live
With investigators checking and watching that nothing’s been contrived
It was claimed the fluttering flag was under centripetal force
And they even proved it (on television) , I laughed myself hoarse
The footprint: that was explained using magical dust
How this powder was made, well, we were just asked to trust
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I'd Like To Teach The World To Smoke
(parody of 'I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing')
I'd like to build the world an addiction
And furnish it with pain
Grow tobacco leaves and more tobacco leaves, people's got smoking on the brain
I'd like to teach the world to smoke
In perfect harmony
And grasp it slowly round the neck, laughing as it choked
I'd like to see the world for once
All addicts a gasping, choking mix
And hear them echo through the hills Oh, where's my latest fix
(That's the song I hear)
I'd like to teach the world to smoke (that the world sings today)
In perfect harmony
I'd like to teach the world to smoke
In perfect harmony
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