cigarettes and alcohol

Is it my disquieted and presumptuous imagination.
Or have I disinterred something unique and worth living for.
I'm just addicted to this drug,
I can't get enough, I just need more and more.
Is it imagination?
Is it something worth it?
Is it better than my public citation?
Is it just me, or does every intake.
Feel like a vacation.
(Is it worth living for?)
All I found was some cigarettes and alcohol.

(Chorus)
You could live it, or wait it.
You could even wait for a lifetime.
To spend your days in the sunshine.
Might aswell live it or end it.
Hold up and wave up the white line.

(Hook)
You got to make it happen.
(Smoking fingers, yellow and bruised)
Alchol belly.
(Alchol belly, misshapen)
You got to make it happen.
You got to make it happen.
(Live to stop it, or carry it on)
Fuck it.

You're Fourty years old, nothing completed.
Drugs, rock and roll an cigarettes and alcohol.
(What are you living for?)
Don't you even feel slightly cheated?
Don't you even feel like a bum not conceited.
Don't have no contempt for your fingers.
Just allow them to be retreated.
(Away from the lingers)
From the cigarettes and alcohol.