Saturday night, puffing em down
Spitting the mist and it's creeping around
Loving the daze, spinning for hours
His cigarette brain and his ashtray mouth.
Oh tobacco
Sucking the snakes, blowing em out
I pitty the ache, and the wheezing sounds
Shorten his days, flatten him out
Tell him they kill them, then drink like a trout
The coolest are fools, make me a clown
I'm gone ride this high horse round.
Better not fall, better not break
Better not think about your ways.
Oh tobacco
Loving the daze
At it for hours
His cigarette brain
And his ashtray mouth
Saturday night
Sucking em down
Oh tobacco