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The world is my ashtray

The world is my ashtray and I shall not care
To dispose of my ashes or butts anywhere
I can fling them aside, as I drive or I walk
I can let the sparks fall to the grass as I talk

The beaches are there for my butts to stub
Looks of loathing or hate from non-smokers I snub
Forest fires in summer, give me no pause
It's my right to my smoke that alone is my cause

It's glamorous, sexy, risque, oh so chic
Smoking makes me thin, my teeth white, my hair sleek
It's beautiful to smoke, I look and feel great,
Air is free, unpossessed, so I don't get the hate

From non-smokers, from children, who all cry their rights
Are violated when I blow smoke from my 'lights
In restaurants, in airplanes, in busses and cars
I especially don't like when they try and restrict bars

It's my life, I don't care, I'll do what I will
It's not my fault if you're exposed to crap that can kill
The world is my ashtray and my smoke's in your face
I'll share my cancer to you and the whole human race.