I'm strapped into my bed, I've got electrodes in my head My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I've 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 can People taking notes, people in white coats I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pig-tailed hair But why must I suffer .. for being a gym slip lover ?
