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Coffin Nail

I'm smoking on the front step

And I'm smoking in the street

I'm smoking in the back yard

Of a pub where lovers meet

Smoking between busses

When I am in a rush

Smoking two or three at once

In case I must give up

Hahahahaha

Coffin nail

Coffin nail

Light that fucker up boy

Coffin nail

Coffin nail

Suck on that brown butt

I need four inch

Of nicotine

Suck it in

Suck it in

Suck it in

Never mind your five a day

I need a pack of tabs

Formaldehyde and cynanide

Packaged up for laughs

Kiss me I'm a beauty

They call me fag ash lill

They say that I'm on fire

And you know that it is true

I'm a Good Samaritan

When you need a light

I love to help my fellow man

We smokers must hang tight

So when you purse your lips

And say 'it makes you ill'

Think of all your doctors for

My taxes foot the bill

Coffin nail

Coffin nail

Light that fucker up boy

Coffin nail

Coffin nail

Suck on that brown butt

I need four inch

Of nicotine

Suck it in

Suck it in

Suck it in

I've never killed a prostitute

Or fucked a dustbin lid

I've never squandered millions

And although I take the piss

I never judge a human for

Human frailties

So raise your glass and drink with me

Let's have another fag

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