Packet of fags and a dirty magazine
Staring, no expression, at the television screen
Sitting on your armchair rolling up a cigarette
Thinking 'bout what you'd have done and what you could have been
Sick from the nicotine coursing my veins
By mealtime come, I'm losing my brains
[Chorus]
You! Cease fire
You! Cease fire
Do it now
You! Cease fire
You! Cease fire
Come on, kick it down
[Verse 2]
Break your habit, gotta break the chain
Douse the fire, I'll put out the flame
Across the desert lies a promised land
You and your fame walk hand in hand
Write your name with a stick in the dirt
Let the smokescreen come and cover the words up
[Chorus]
You! Cease fire
You! Cease fire
Do it now
You! Cease fire
Yeah, you! Cease fire
Come on, kick it down
[Verse 1] Packet of fags and a dirty magazine Staring, no expression, at the television screen Sitting on your armchair rolling up a cigarette Thinking 'bout what you'd have done and what you could have been Sick from the nicotine coursing my veins By mealtime come, I'm losing my brains [Chorus] You! Cease fire You! Cease fire Do it now You! Cease fire You! Cease fire Come on, kick it down [Verse 2] Break your habit, gotta break the chain Douse the fire, I'll put out the flame Across the desert lies a promised land You and your fame walk hand in hand Write your name with a stick in the dirt Let the smokescreen come and cover the words up [Chorus] You! Cease fire You! Cease fire Do it now You! Cease fire Yeah, you! Cease fire Come on, kick it down Explain Request ×
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