A Small Cigar (Steven Wilson Mix) [Acoustic Version]
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โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 1185672
๐ Lyrics
A small cigar can change the world
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes
Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenish my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again
I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
If you ask me they're on their way
To upper-middle-class oblivion
The stupid twits, they roll their only
One cigarette between them
My small cigar's redundant now
In the haze of smoking pleasure
Call it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea
By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush hour
I hand to him ten small cigars
He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
A small cigar
Has changed his world, my friend
A small cigar
Has changed the world again
A small cigar . . .
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes
Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenish my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again
I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
If you ask me they're on their way
To upper-middle-class oblivion
The stupid twits, they roll their only
One cigarette between them
My small cigar's redundant now
In the haze of smoking pleasure
Call it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea
By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush hour
I hand to him ten small cigars
He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
A small cigar
Has changed his world, my friend
A small cigar
Has changed the world again
A small cigar . . .
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.01] A small cigar can change the world
[00:07.40] I know, I've done it frequently at parties
[00:11.02] Where I've won all the guests' attention
[00:14.69] With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
[00:23.76] A little flat tin case is all you need
[00:27.42] Breast-pocket conversation opener
[00:31.03] And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
[00:35.55] You can throw away when empty
[00:40.10] Must be declared a great success
[00:43.71] My small cigars all vanish within minutes
[00:51.94] Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
[00:56.40] A nearby tobacconist
[01:00.04] To replenish my supply of small cigars
[01:04.62] And make the party swing again
[01:09.17] I know my clothes seem shabby
[01:11.81] And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
[01:16.43] Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
[01:19.12] Well-thumbed Playboys
[01:21.03] Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
[01:26.41] If you ask me they're on their way
[01:29.14] To upper-middle-class oblivion
[01:33.78] The stupid twits, they roll their only
[01:40.90] One cigarette between them
[01:43.78] My small cigar's redundant now
[01:47.38] In the haze of smoking pleasure
[01:51.95] Call it a day
[01:52.84] Get the hell away
[01:54.69] Go down the cafe
[01:57.34] For a cup of real tea
[02:03.71] By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
[02:07.39] Who sells papers in the rush hour
[02:11.85] I hand to him ten small cigars
[02:15.52] He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
[02:21.82] A small cigar
[02:24.64] Has changed his world, my friend
[02:29.19] A small cigar
[02:32.74] Has changed the world again
[02:50.98] A small cigar . . .
[03:35.14]
[00:07.40] I know, I've done it frequently at parties
[00:11.02] Where I've won all the guests' attention
[00:14.69] With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
[00:23.76] A little flat tin case is all you need
[00:27.42] Breast-pocket conversation opener
[00:31.03] And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
[00:35.55] You can throw away when empty
[00:40.10] Must be declared a great success
[00:43.71] My small cigars all vanish within minutes
[00:51.94] Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
[00:56.40] A nearby tobacconist
[01:00.04] To replenish my supply of small cigars
[01:04.62] And make the party swing again
[01:09.17] I know my clothes seem shabby
[01:11.81] And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
[01:16.43] Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
[01:19.12] Well-thumbed Playboys
[01:21.03] Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
[01:26.41] If you ask me they're on their way
[01:29.14] To upper-middle-class oblivion
[01:33.78] The stupid twits, they roll their only
[01:40.90] One cigarette between them
[01:43.78] My small cigar's redundant now
[01:47.38] In the haze of smoking pleasure
[01:51.95] Call it a day
[01:52.84] Get the hell away
[01:54.69] Go down the cafe
[01:57.34] For a cup of real tea
[02:03.71] By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
[02:07.39] Who sells papers in the rush hour
[02:11.85] I hand to him ten small cigars
[02:15.52] He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
[02:21.82] A small cigar
[02:24.64] Has changed his world, my friend
[02:29.19] A small cigar
[02:32.74] Has changed the world again
[02:50.98] A small cigar . . .
[03:35.14]