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Middle age
Kids and tobacco, you've got to be joking
filter tips and low tar you don't call that smoking.
Do you remember Senior Service
and Capstan Full Strength
full of lethal potential
every inch of their length.
You cleared your tubes
with a good morning cough
then lit your first fag
to start the day off.
You could feel every puff
tearing your chest
that was tobacco
at it's very best
and if you wanted to know
why your mouth tasted manky
you blew a gob full of smoke
through somebody's hanky.
There wasn't a tooth brush
sufficiently keen
to remove all the brown
and leave your teeth clean
but a bottle of domestos
with the fragrance that lingers
took the nicotine stains
from even gnarled fingers.
Kids and tobacco you've got to be joking
filter tips and low tar can't be called smoking..
filter tips and low tar you don't call that smoking.
Do you remember Senior Service
and Capstan Full Strength
full of lethal potential
every inch of their length.
You cleared your tubes
with a good morning cough
then lit your first fag
to start the day off.
You could feel every puff
tearing your chest
that was tobacco
at it's very best
and if you wanted to know
why your mouth tasted manky
you blew a gob full of smoke
through somebody's hanky.
There wasn't a tooth brush
sufficiently keen
to remove all the brown
and leave your teeth clean
but a bottle of domestos
with the fragrance that lingers
took the nicotine stains
from even gnarled fingers.
Kids and tobacco you've got to be joking
filter tips and low tar can't be called smoking..
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Middle age
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