Ite, this one's going out to, um, Shtooky McBastard And, um, how's the gym in Bath? ♪ You smoke your cigarettes down to the bone And since you vowed to back it and you're too proud to sack it You have to carry on your own You think you had it under control Best foot forward and don't look back no more It could break your heart and torment your soul Suppose my name, suppose my name Suppose my name, oh yeah Suppose in they came and stumbled my game Tellin' my shame, oh yeah ♪ You smoke your cigarettes down to the bone And it's best not to mention how you're craving for attention Your love for fame like blood from a stone Too busy to notice that you've thrown Unless you turn to dust as there's no one left to trust Your last chance and your mind will go Suppose my name, they sold my shame Summerside brains, yeah And suppose if they came and tumbled your game With the tablet sized brains, yeah Well is it really such a sin though? Oh I don't think so Is it such a sin though? Oh, I don't think so It's one and the same One and the same One and the same One and the same