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
  'Cos 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 dope 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
  'Cos 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
  Because 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