Take our time working out our minds Hallowed words on the tongue One slope dance that first takes your hand and then your head (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) (Yeah) Happiness and misery (Ah-ah-ah) The ticket to simplicity (Ah-ah-ah) A cigarette that burns the throat (Ah-ah-ah) As empathy is turned to smoke (Ah-ah-ah) We drift on a whim like a kite in a warm autumn breeze Making it look oh so easy I know what I said It never made sense to me (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) (Yeah) Happiness and misery (Ah-ah-ah) The ticket to simplicity (Ah-ah-ah) A cigarette that burns the throat (Ah-ah-ah) As empathy is turned to smoke (Ah-ah-ah)a