Dying For A Fag

My body has been shaking, since a day or two

I went to the doctor's but he didn't have a clue

I didn't have a cold, I didn't have the flu

Now I am back home again and this is what I'll do

Dying for a fag

Dying for a cigarette

Now I've got my cigarettes, I'm feeling quite alright

But ain't got no matches, I have to get a light

I go out on the streets, not a single soul in sight

This town it seems deserted in the middle of the night