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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'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'm a sick boy, and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy, there should be more
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pig-tailed hair
But why must I suffer, for being a gym slip lover?
I'm a sick boy, and there's no cure
I'm a sick boy, there should be more
- Álbum:
- Miscellaneous
- A Fridge Too Far
- Do What You Do
- Leather Bristles No Survivors & Sick Boys
- From Here To Reality
- City Baby Attacked By Rats
- Midnight Madness And Beyond
- Race Against Time - The Complete Clay Recordings
- The Punk Singles 1981-84
- Leather, Bristles, Studs and Acne
- No Survivors
- Dover Showplace 1983
- The Very Best Of
- Hardcore Tales from the Pit
- Punk Lives!
- The Edge of Rock - Obscure Hits from Punk to Psychedelic
- Momentum