The music for this website was excerpted from Cigarettes and Cyanide, an original rock song written by Kurt Eichenwald, the author of Conspiracy of Fools. It is performed by Eichenwald and the other members of 2010 Blues, a rock and blues band based in Dallas, Texas.

The song is particularly fitting for this website: It is a dark and driving number about deceit and betrayal in the context of a corporate scandal. To hear the complete version of Cigarettes and Cyanide, use the player below. To download the song, click the link to the 2010 Blues website.

Credits:

Greg DeMars: electric and acoustic guitar
Kurt Eichenwald, acoustic guitar and vocals
Robert Keeler: percussion
David Michel: bass
Terry Tippen: drums
Denton Watumull: keyboard

Lyrics and music: Kurt Eichenwald
Instrumentation: 2010 Blues
Recorded at Bass Propulsion Laboratories, Dallas
Mixed by: Nolan Thies

Lyrics:

Cigarettes and Cyanide

I took a path of lies
To a place I didn’t recognize
Drawn by that tempting siren’s song.
They promised pretty things
Like polished gold and diamond rings
A dream that didn’t last for very long.

But I don’t want to waste more time
And I don’t want to cry.
I once was on the side
Of cigarettes and cyanide
But I’ve come to my senses
And I promise you
I won’t be there again.

My thoughts were laced with fear
We’d never find out way from here.
They drained me, left me less than whole.
I turned to you for more
You knew what I was looking for.
Instead you started twisting up,
Twisting up my soul.

And I don’t want to waste more time
And I don’t want to cry.
I once was on the side
Of cigarettes and cyanide
But I’ve come to my senses,
And I promise you
I won’t be there again.
I won’t be there again.

Beneath the blackened sky
I never stop to wonder why
We moved from darkness into light.
I tried to take your hand
It’s only now I understand
Daybreak led to just another night.

I walked the long dark hallway
In search of where I’m supposed to be
Instead you showed me all those visions
That I never want to see.

I clung to your words hoping
That your dream would do me good
But now I’ve turned my back on you
Like I never thought I could.

And I don’t want to waste more time
No, no, no, I don’t want to cry.
I once was on the side
Of cigarettes and cyanide
But I’ve come to my senses,
And I promise you
I won’t be there again.
I won’t be there again.
I won’t be there again.

© 2004, Kurt Eichenwald