I'm Sick

Atop a cross bar, I saw the golden age arrive, I made it this far, And nothings justified the hype. (Ha ha ha) It's a myth the good will out, A myth that's talked about, By men who seldom take a bath, It's a myth that light prevails, A myth that never fails to raise a laugh. (Ha ha ha) I'm sick and I wanna get well again, I'm a bug, I'm a bird, I'm an aeroplane, I'm adrift, I'm my own worst enemy, I'm sick and I wanna get well, I'm sick and I wanna get well again, I'm adrift, yes I'm going straight to hell. (Hey hey hey) And I queue in A&E, And I spew in casualty, And I'm trying to remember where you are, And unless I'm very much mistaken, This is where the trouble starts. (Ha ha ha) I'm sick and I wanna get well again, I'm a bug, I'm a bird, I'm an aeroplane, I'm adrift, I'm my own worst enemy, I'm sick and I wanna get well, I'm sick and I wanna get well again, I'm adrift, yes I'm going straight to hell. (Hey hey hey)