Imagine having to take medicine every morning, every night
A bitter tasting medicine, not something for delight
If you didn't take it, your hair would all fall out
You'd be marked with an itchy, blotchy rash, your knees'd be full of gout
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I'll explain for you: I hate the idea of being free, I'd much rather be in smokey chains. You're wrong, my body does need it, my lungs cry for smoke every waking second, and the more I smoke, the happier they are. A short life is better than one without cigarettes.