Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
G.B.H.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin Blyth
Composer
Colin Abrahall
Composer
Andrew Williams
Composer
Ross Lomas
Composer
Songtexte
I'm strapped into my bed, I've got electrodes in my head
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I've ever had
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy there should be more
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in can
People taking notes, people in white coats
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy there should be more, yeah
Ow!
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in can
People taking notes, people in white coats
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy there should be more, yeah
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pig-tailed hair
But why must I suffer, for being a gym slip lover?
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy there should be more
One more
Ah ha
Written by: Andrew Williams, Colin Abrahall, Colin Blyth, Ross Lomas

