I dare not cough Nor breathe deep There’s been a pain in my chest for nearly a week I want to be famous for falling in love I went to the hospital They put me in a bed Because I always do What my mother says Why should I lie About results of a test?
I may soon be gone To pluck on a harp Like those colored pencil portraits of dogs We saw on a blue tarp But I spotted a damsel if memory serves I went to the hospital They put me in a bed I always do what my mother says Why should I lie about results of a test?
So. Who is your provider? Uh. Where’d you get that bread? Is it dying that terrified you? Or Just being dead? We are living in an era of kings I went to the hospital They put me in a bed I always do what my mother says Why should I lie about results of a test?
