Lyrics of funk's "March for smokers"

I'll give you a kick

Left out right out

A cigarette in its mouth

It feels wonderful

Mr. nicotine

You look a little bad

You and I are friends

Don't be polite

Who has a fire? Bring it out

Let me use it first

Let me be happy

People are good at creation first

Or is it boring

Or because it's hard

Dry some leaves and burn them

The time is shortened

We are the bravest smokers

Believe that happiness is more important than life

The lung turns black as long as the heart remains black

It's no big deal

We are the most devout smokers

Pray at least twenty times a day

Have a cigarette

It's like burning a stick of incense

Say good and you'll get good

There is an explosive bag in my heart

Smoke and fire

Some people he wanted to run away

Some people are in distress

Mr. nicotine

You look a little bad

You and I are friends

Don't be polite

Who has a fire? Bring it out

Let me use it first

Let me be happy

It's people who are good at creating

Or is it boring

Or because it's hard

Dry some leaves and burn them

The time is shortened

We are the bravest smokers

Believe that happiness is more important than life

The lung turns black as long as the heart remains black

It's no big deal

We are the most devout smokers

Pray at least twenty times a day

Have a cigarette

It's like burning a stick of incense

Say good and you'll get good

We are the bravest smokers

Believe that happiness is more important than life

The lung turns black as long as the heart remains black

It's no big deal

We are the most devout smokers

Pray at least twenty times a day

Have a cigarette

It's like burning a stick of incense

Say good and you'll get good