Lyrics No Plans - Cold Chisel

No Plans

I’m standing in the sun
Smoking a cigarette
No plans
I’m a primate
I feel no pain
I got no iPhone
Pluggin' into my brain
I’m hangin' on alone
In the sun, smoking a cigarette
No plans
Yeah fuck you!
I’m just standing on the corner, smokin'
Taking in a wider view
I’m on location, 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
Instead of hangin' here, looking for a rhyme
In the sun
Smoking a cigarette
A-watching the traffic jam up
Thinkin' about gettin' me a black coffee
In a takeaway cup
And maybe tippin' in a little bit of medicine
From what I got hidden in a paper bag
Standing in the sun
Smoking a cigarette
No plans
I said if I had a plan
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 to shut the fuck up!
Don’t ever let 'em catch you
Talkin' to yourself
Let alone in rhyme
And I’m standing in the ruins
Looking in the end
Of all mankind, leaning back again
In the sun
Smoking a cigarette
No plans
And I’m standing in the ruins
Looking at the end
Of all mankind, leaning back again
In the sun
Smoking a cigarette
No plans