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