It’s a pity in the city
where the weathers fucking shitty
that I’m finding nitty gritty
coz I can’t play with my nose.
I’ll just lie and watch the sky
with all the grey clouds passing by
yet I’m sure that Ill still try
to blow the snot out. Well, who knows?
Theres a ‘thing’ shoved up my nostril
I’m not sure, is it a small pill?
I’ll have to leave it there right now
as it’s stopped the bogeys flow.
In my gown I won’t feel down
as I can hear the usual sound
of the patients nurses station
Here’s me tea. It’s time to go.