If smoking was beneficial in any way at all Then I would say go out and have yourself a ball Those years of life cut short wouldn't matter a single whit I'd say go out and enjoy every single drag of it
Those filthy ashtrays, that stale smoke smell The fact that it doesn't make you feel so well If you were being repaid in a handsome way I'd say go out and do it day after day
The sheer cost of it, please don't do the sums It'd be worth every penny, if it really made you hum But it just turns you into an abject slave Someone who always has a constant crave
A craving that always needs a feed From a bitter obnoxious noxious weed And that is why I say to you today Please can you give those fags away