Come, cigarettes are so particular,
The harm sprouts of them like a volcano.
For the harm they do they're impartial,
red eyes, golden teeth of tar
I'm modern
he's modern, he's modern
I don't smoke anymore
He doesn't, he doesn't, he doesn't smoke anymore.
I used to go to the death club in a lucky strike
I gambled on the 43 and I only missed six.
Che Ester filter the smoke that is in everything
I mistrust the hoax of publicity
I'm modern
he's modern, he's modern
I don't smoke anymore
He doesn't, he doesn't, he doesn't smoke anymore.