![]() Writers: Boss Hog Published: Boss Hog Designee From: Boss Hog Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe |
I got up and I felt ill I wish I had an uncle Bill Shake my head, make me better Feed me soup and I’ll feel fitter I could sit and wish all day Sick things won’t go away Sick of foxes in my house Sick of quiet like that mouse I’m not well I can’t think, no, I can’t say Sick of old school, sick of new I’m not well Stomach sour, knees gone weak I got sick I’m not well I got sick Stay Sick |