I can take a tame little scratch up atop my head,
That won't bother me,
Especially compared to its medicine's side effects.
Now I'm afraid to try, risking that I might get a giant nose,
Crippled legs, sperm-turned-eggs, and ducks will bill me.
At least it will cure the scratch on my head,
Though I'll get some disease that just might kill me.
This cure's the worst, I'm sure it doesn't work,
The side effects make us pay for trying to improve our day,
And now I'm so sore, we have to suffer more,
So it can make us feel good as new, if that's what it's trying to do.
It's hard to deal with the endless pain that comes with these medicines,
But I'm doing it,
Because there's nothing left that does nothing more than make you well again,
I need some cough syrup to counteract the headache pill that counteracts
The athlete's foot, from curing my first illness,
Soon as I eliminate everything and feel great,
The FDA will have raked in trillions
This cure's the worst, I'm sure it doesn't work,
The side effects make us pay for trying to improve our day,
And now I'm so sore, we have to suffer more,
So it can make us feel good as new, if that's what it's trying to do.
This cure's the worst, I'm sure it doesn't work,
The side effects make us pay for trying to improve our day,
And now I'm so sore, we have to suffer more,
So it can make us feel good as new, if that's what it's trying to do.
(Not sure if I have a clue) That that's what it's trying to do.
