Smoke Gets In - You Rise They asked me why my two Lungs were turning blue Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I just coughed and sighed "Congestion aside, They’ve shrivelled up and died" Do-do-do cough, retch etc. They said, "Someday, you'll find All who puff are fined Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, When you start a fire You must clear, to rise, Smoke debts, in the skies" So, I coughed, And died, now sent aloft It stinks, “no smoking” signs above Yesterday, My gruff voice blown away I’m have nothing to puff (nor any snuff) Now, laughing fiends decide (Peers I can’t abide) Oh no! I’ve been sent below Smokeless fires grow Beelzebub’s game lies: “Smoke bets win, you’ll rise" (Smoke debt’s sin: fool fries)
