Don't Look Back It's Probably Hypochondriac Jack H

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
I'm probably going to die I cannot open my eyes anymore,
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.