There's nothing to do here
All just lie and complain in bed at the hospital
Coming and going
Asleep and awake in bed at the hospital
I've got one friend laying across from me
I did not choose him, he did not choose me
We have no chance of recovering
Laying in hospitals, joy and misery
Joy and misery, joy and misery
Put out the fire, boys
Don't stop, don't stop
Put out the fire on us
Put out the fire, boys
Don't stop, don't stop
Put out the fire on us
Bring your buckets by the dozen
Bring your nieces and your cousins
Oh, put out the fire on us
Bring your buckets by the dozen
Bring your nieces and your cousins
Oh, put out the fire on us
I've got one friend laying across from me
I did not choose him, he did not choose me
We have no chance of recovering
Laying in hospitals, joy and misery
Joy and misery
And joy, and joy, and joy
And joy, and joy, and joy and misery

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