Spend your days just working and shopping Depending on how much your luck is in Spending our life table hopping And trying to keep that bag of bones in trim I don't mind not feeling immortal Cos it ain't all bad as far as I can tell And I don't mind not going to heaven As long as they've got cigarettes As long as they've got cigarettes in hell By the time we start getting used to The dirt that's forming on the window sill Now we know we've got ourselves into The cage that keeps the mice on the treadmill I don't mind not feeling immortal Cos it ain't all bad as far as I can tell And I don't mind not going to heaven As long as they've got cigarettes As long as they've got cigarettes in hell (Repeat chorus) |
来る日も来る日も あんたの生活は仕事とショッピングで過ぎていく 何かいい事ないかと それだけを願いながら 俺達の人生は ただテーブルからテーブルへと歩き回りながら喋ってるようなもの 痩せこけた体の調子を なんとか保とうと思いながら 永劫の時なんかいらない 今の所 まあ最悪って事もないと思うから 天国なんか行けなくていい そこに煙草さえあれば 地獄に煙草さえ置いてあれば 俺達が 窓台にこびりついた泥に慣れ始めたころ 俺達は気付く 結局自分の行き着いた場所は 踏み車を走る鼠を飼うような檻の中なんだと 不朽の名声なんかいらない 今の所 まあ最悪って事もないと思うから 天国になんか行けなくていい そこに煙草さえあれば 地獄に煙草さえ置いてあれば (くりかえし chorus) |