Marlboro man up on the horizon
duster a blowing and sun just a risein.
I'm heading in for ten hours pay
you just stand there, nothing to say.
Marlboro Man all bullshit and leather
face made of stone out in the weather.
Strait a way down 94
the other billboard I ignore.
Marlboro man keepin' a lookout
almost out of matches I pull my last book out.
Fire one up striking the pose
sulfur and tobacco stinging my nose
Marlboro man commercial illusion
solitaire man full of hurt and confusion.
Alone you ain't nothing but subjective behavior
but to R.J.Reynolds you're the company savior.
Marlboro man I've seen you before
TV, books And down at the store.
You're just a mirage, then again so much more
but to R.J. Nabisco you're the company whore.
Marlboro man life in a tunnel
got on this freeway like blood through a funnel.
Coursing through society's veins
drivin' by the capital gains
Marlboro man out mending fences
I'm in a bar dullin'my senses.
Marlboro man you're just a facade
plywood, paint and welded steel rod.
Marlboro man you're just an illusion
like all of the choices we really ain't choosin'.
Marlboro man you're thought in a bag
let me finish this smoke, take one last drag.
-Sieloff
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