Sick Boy

Sick Boy

G.b.h
(album: City Baby Attacked By Rats)

I´m strapped into my bed, electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, it´s the best time I ever had.

I´m a sick boy and there´s no cure.
I´m a sick boy, there should be more.

But I´m happy the way I am, like a sardine in a can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.

I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pigtailed hair.
But why must I suffer, for being a gymslip lover ?