We're all choking

We're all choking,
'Cos you're still smoking,
And you give that fag a good little tap,
While we hold our noses from the smoke
That smells of crap.
When you light up that dancer stick,
You know it makes us sick.

You know the government will never ban it
The nasty habit,
'Cos they need the money for tax,
You test our limits to the max.

You know that smoking's always been vindictive,
And its so so so addictive,
And you'll never stop,
'Cos it makes you feel at the top,
Why, why, why? Is the question that's rhetorical,
And you're the smoker who's really metaphorical.

You're not setting a good example,
Even if you think it's cool,
And when you're puffing away,
You know you might not see the light of day
When you're old,
And everything will be set in gold.

We're all choking,
'Cos you're still smoking,
And you give that fag a good little tap,
While we hold our noses from the smoke
That smells of crap.
When you light up that dancer stick,
You know it makes us sick.