Hard Sock Dance

Spend your days just working and shopping

Depending on how much your luck is in

Spend your night-life table-hogging

And trying to keep that bag-of-bones in trim

I don't mind not feeling immortal

'Cos 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

By the time we start getting used to

The dope that's forming on the windowsill

Now we know we've got ourselves into

The cage that keeps the mice on the treadmill

I don't mind not feeling immortal

'Cos 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

I don't mind not feeling immortal

'Cos it ain't all that as far as I can tell

And I don't mind not going to Heaven

As long as they've got cigarettes

As long as they've got cigarettes in Hell