Kents Theme by The Celibate Rifles Lyrics
Young girl out on the town
Got to prove she's been around
Opens her bag pulls out her cigarettes
Maybe she hasn't got cancer yet
Doesn't listen to the doctors advising
All she hears is the advertising
Young man out with his mates
A typical bunch of blokes
Has to conform or be rejected
So he pulls out his smokes
Doesn't listen to the doctors advising
All he hears is the advertising
Young people they're all the same
They got to conform they got to play the game
Hear the warning but they don't heed
Security is what they need
They don't listen to the doctors advising
All They hear is the advertising
Got to prove she's been around
Opens her bag pulls out her cigarettes
Maybe she hasn't got cancer yet
Doesn't listen to the doctors advising
All she hears is the advertising
Young man out with his mates
A typical bunch of blokes
Has to conform or be rejected
So he pulls out his smokes
Doesn't listen to the doctors advising
All he hears is the advertising
Young people they're all the same
They got to conform they got to play the game
Hear the warning but they don't heed
Security is what they need
They don't listen to the doctors advising
All They hear is the advertising