Amalgam Effect - The Smoking Remains Lyrics

Light a fag and take a drag
Suffocate in plastic bag
Take a sip and make a quip
Watch your tongue or you may trip!

Guard each word, your vision blurred
Cracks in the façade assured
Whining pup just bottle up
Don't you overfill her cup!

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains

All alone the fear is grown
Nothing but the hatred shown
Too hurt to lie but don't you cry
Still those feelings just won't die

Hold her near, can't let her hear
How much you still hold her dear
Far too weak for what you seek
Now your future's looking bleak

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains

Now you go, your head hung low
Cold and bitter seeds you sow
What you reap you'll have to keep
'Till into your grave you creep

Another way, another day
Living out your passion play
Can't begin to ease your sin
Play a game you cannot win

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains

Light a fag and take a drag
Suffocate in plastic bag
Take a sip and make a quip
Watch your tongue or you may trip!

Guard each word, your vision blurred
Cracks in the façade assured
Whining pup just bottle up
Don't you overfill her cup!

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains

All alone the fear is grown
Nothing but the hatred shown
Too hurt to lie but don't you cry
Still those feelings just won't die

Hold her near, can't let her hear
How much you still hold her dear
Far too weak for what you seek
Now your future's looking bleak

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains

Now you go, your head hung low
Cold and bitter seeds you sow
What you reap you'll have to keep
'Till into your grave you creep

Another way, another day
Living out your passion play
Can't begin to ease your sin
Play a game you cannot win

A genuine article too hard to find
Too many people false and unkind
All that you feel now are dull aches and pains
All that is left are the smoking remains