Found his memoirs in an old junk shop
Dated from 1916
Sentenced to death while still shell-shocked
For deserting the infantry
Blindfold on and one step back
No need to get upset
Dont be hasty with the trigger boys
Let him smoke his one last cigarette

Down in the hospital on the 9th ward
An old man scratches his head
Reaching into his bedside drawer
He waits til the nurse is downstairs
Im nearly cured Ive been so brave
And theres no need to fret
Im gonna really quit this time
Let me smoke my one last cigarette

Straight as a corkscrew
As bright as the night
Blind to the horror
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life

The awkward girl with a broken heart
Smashes her mirror until it fractures
Leaning down she picks up a shard
And ponders to question her actions
selfish act, shes full aware
But the best one shes done yet
With tired eyes and steady hands
Shell smoke her one last cigarette

Straight as a corkscrew
As bright as the night
Blind to the horror
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life