Ant Smith

All poems

Coffin nail

I'm smoking on the front step
And I'm smoking in the street
I'm smoking in the back yard
Of a pub where lovers meet
Smoking between busses
When I am in a rush
Smoking two or three at once
In case I must give up
Hahahahaha

Coffin nail
Coffin nail
Light that fucker up boy
Coffin nail
Coffin nail
Suck on that brown butt
I need four inch
Of nicotine
Suck it in
Suck it in
Suck it in

Never mind your five a day
I need a pack of tabs
Formaldehyde and cynanide
Packaged up for laughs
Kiss me I'm a beauty
They call me fag ash lill
They say that I'm on fire
And you know that it is true

I'm a Good Samaritan
When you need a light
I love to help my fellow man
We smokers must hang tight
So when you purse your lips
And say 'it makes you ill'
Think of all your doctors for
My taxes foot the bill

Coffin nail
Coffin nail
Light that fucker up boy
Coffin nail
Coffin nail
Suck on that brown butt
I need four inch
Of nicotine
Suck it in
Suck it in
Suck it in

I've never killed a prostitute
Or fucked a dustbin lid
I've never squandered millions
And although I take the piss
I never judge a human for
Human frailties
So raise your glass and drink with me
Let's have another fag