I came in contact with a common household bug
That quickly met his match with hundred dollar drugs.
And in a week or two I know that I'll be fine.
And all the bumps will fade from the skin of my behind.
I've got my head screwed on backwards, sideways.
Visions from fever; I can't hear what you say.

Oh, wow, another movie; I hope this one's great.
A period piece set in the nineteenth century, late.
Well, I'll wager I'll be bored before halfway;
It's with a deep regret that I even push play.

I should have this when I was a child.
I shouldn't have this now.

Writer : BURRY, STEVE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing