Cold Chisel - No Plans

No Plans I’m standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans I’m a primate I feel no pain got no i-phone Pluggin’ into my brain I’m hangin’ alone In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans Yeah fuck you! I’m just standing on the corner, smokin’, taking in the wider view I’m on location I got rivers of the dead Heading down to the station I’m thinkin’ about goin’ back to bed ‘Cause I can, no plans If I had a plan I’d take it down and hock it Then someone else’d own my time Then I’d be polishing another man’s rocket Insteada hangin’ here, looking for a rhyme In the sun, smoking a cigarette, watching the traffic jam up Thinkin’ about gettin’ me a black coffee in a take-away cup Maybe tippin’ in a little medicine From what I got hidden in a paperbag Standing in the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans (solo) If I had plans I’d be tempted to sell ‘em Then someone else’d own my time Then I’d be working on another man’s plans I’d never get to pay for the crime, to tell him Shut the fuck up! Don’t ever let ‘em catch you talkin’ to yourself Let alone in rhyme I’m standing in the ruins, looking at the end Of all mankind, leaning back again In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans Yeah I’m standing in the ruins, looking at the end Of all mankind, leaning back again In the sun, smoking a cigarette, no plans.