Mark "Spike" Stent - (As Long As They've Got) Cigarettes In Hell lyrics

[Verse 1] You spend your days just working and shopping Depending on how much you're luck is in Spend your nightlife table-hopping And tryna keep that bag of bones in trim [Chorus] I don't mind not feeling immortal Cause it ain't all that, as far as I can tell I don't mind not going to Heaven As long as they've got cigarettes As long as they've got cigarettes in Hell [Verse 2] By the time we start getting used to The dirt that's forming on the windowsill Now we know we've got ourselves into The cage that keeps the mice on the treadmill [Chorus] [x2] I don't mind not feeling immortal Cause it ain't all that, as far as I can tell I don't mind not going to Heaven As long as they've got cigarettes As long as they've got cigarettes in Hell