All the side effects were never mentioned to me
I am innocent of uncontrolled abuse
No one ever told me cigarettes could kill me
I never saw the writings and the warnings
On the packages and posters
The writings and the warnings
On my packages and posters
I got the freakin' idea I could be like James Dean
Getting smoke into my eye not that I'd show you
Being cool and man I never saw
The writings and the warnings
On the packages and posters
The porcs of plague that tease the cow
The cross-eyed steak I'm eating now
Can overload and in time explode
Pretty done for heaven knows
We're all wrapped up and tangled in
The flasy coloured neon signs
Are screaming ain't it great
Without beliefs we're dead
We're scared but won't admit it
We're scared but won't admit it
So we cease to care instead
Now I'm stuck between the alcohol and wisdom
Now I'm stuck between the smoke and city air
I'm almost used to all these crappy things we feed on
I'm almost belly round and unaware
Pretty done for heaven knows
All wrapped up and tangled in
The flasy coloured neon signs
Are screaming ain't it great
Without beliefs we're dead
We're scared but won't admit it
We're scared but won't admit it
Without beliefs we're dead
We're scared but won't admit it
We're scared but won't admit it
So we cease to care instead
All those side effects were never mentioned to me