Don't Look Back It's Probably Hypocondriac Jack Having A Heart Attack

I won´t ever walk again, never talk again
I found a friend in a medicine magazine that I had seen
I keep my friend in a glass far away from the mass
and I’m kinda keen on my mean man medicine
Now I will be sitting here all alone and on my own
me myself and I on my hurting broken bones
Stones in my head and in my back
feels as if I´m gonna have a heart attack Oh what a drag
Think it´s because that I’m sick and feel ill
so I believe my doctorman saying:
Take pills and get skills
Take pills and get skills
Get thrilled or get killed
Now it´s time for me to sing out my pains for everyone
Trust me when I’m crying, 'cause I’m dying
All the friends that I once had have left me for a life so sad
I’ve quit to eat both wheat and meat I hardly use my toilet seat
I’ve lost my sence of humour
must have been eaten by that tumor in my toe
Now it´s time for me to sing out my pains for everyone
Trust me when I’m crying 'cause I’m dying