Look at those smokers how cool they appear They inhale so stylishly but don't you think that it's queer That what they're inhaling is ghastly and vile They don't seem to notice that it should be a trial
Why do they do it? Could it possibly be That they are addicted, they're not at all free But because they look so much in control They'll lure you in with them right into the fold
Please try to remember often things aren't as they seem They may look confident, part of a team They'll tell you they enjoy it it's one of their pleasures But that foul smelling stuff is not one of our treasures
You'll only enjoy it when you're under its spell And believe it or not it's like being in hell You don't believe me? Then you've swallowed the myth That smoking is glamorous. Get over it.
That's how people are captured year after year Their health and their wallets they will lose, I do fear Let's stop this senseless slaughter once and for all I ask you, I beg you into this trap please don't fall