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Behind the Song: Cigarette Machine (Fred Eaglesmith) Stumbling past your house baby At the break of day I thought I saw your silhouette Dancing cross the shade And I went down to the mission I called and called your name Till an angel with a face like yours Came down and let me in Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter In a window on the street In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV I swear it was you staring back at me I heard soldiers voices by the city gate There were junkies lying on the ground They made me look away I spilled you in a mirror I chopped you into lines Over some old kitchen sing I swore Id let you die Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter In a window on the street In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV I swear it was you staring back at me Old radios and broken mirrors Dogeared things I read Worn out movie stars In faded limousines I stumble through my own charades Coffee cups and clowns I cant keep up with parades I keep falling down Thought I saw your reflection in a cigarette machine In a bottle in the gutter In a window on the street In a storefront in a picture on an old broken TV I swear it was you staring back at me Listen to a clip of the song: [audio mp3=" "][/audio] Cigarette Machine is the story of a haunted but lovable fellow whose pain I can feel, and whose skin I am comfortable inhabiting on stage

I can wake up at one o'clock in the morning, have anxiety, be depressed and go down to the local shop, the 24-hour petrol station and purchase cigarettes.' It's just a quick fix, just like alcohol." Targeting tobacco, not people The proposed policies - especially denicotisation and the so-called Smokefree generation - have never been implemented anywhere

Birth of a Legend How Cigarette became a byword for speed For men of a certain generation, the mention of Cigarette boats conjures up only one image: that of a sleek, impossibly long speedboat catching air over crystal blue water, accompanied by Jan Hammers bongos and pink flamingo-laced intro to Miami Vice