Spend you days just walking and shopping Depending on how much you're luck is in Spend the night-life table-hopping And trying to keep that bag of bones in trim I don't mind not being immortal 'Cause 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 And by the time we start getting used to it The d**e 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 being immortal 'Cause 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 being immortal 'Cause 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