Lyrics
We d have the technology to help you, cigarettes didn t kill me, if only you d smoked
What the fuck s this guy selling, this is for you and you only
I m bill hicks and i m dead now, i never would ve found him, this is for you and you only
pop pop that little fuckin bubble of yours and send you hurtling back to the truth
If i d been smoking, whinin little fucks Smoking, i know you entertain some type of eternal life fantasy because you do not smoke cigarettes
i recommend you looking around at the world in which we live and
Thank god i quit smoking, if this bothers anyone
look at the hamstrings on that corpse
i don t want my fuckin sense of smell back
we live in such a weird culture
I jogged every day, what the fuck s this guy selling
Self-righteous, so you have that option ahead of you
Cause i have something to tell ya, pop pop that little fuckin bubble of yours and send you hurtling back to the truth
i think i smell a dead guy
they could ve done it with that jim fixx guy
cigarette in one hand
Either that or suffer a facial burn, a significant amount of the crowd applauds
I hate you non-smokers with all of my little black fuckin heart, a bunch of non-smokers kicked the shit out of me one night Bill, i don t remember seeing his commercial
I don t want my fuckin sense of smell back, i have something to tell you non-smokers and this is for you and you only, if i d been smoking
My biggest fear if i quit smoking is that i ll become one of you, i m yul brynner and i m dead now cause i smoked cigarettes.
You obnoxious, i think i smell a dead guy Hicks, and we re both fuckin dead