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Some say I'm ill
Sick as a parrot, bone-chilled
How does my face look today?
Don a smart cane in a dandy way
My head is full
I cannot think
Slip downstairs for a secret lemonade drink
Lemonade drink
Sleep cures everything
Sleep cures, if it's deep enough
Sleep cures everything but insomnia
Insomnia
Money - a modern factor
A quick rub down or a chiropractor
I kid you, you kid me
Take a close look at the family tree
Sex dreams, nightmares
Wake me up to the fact that nobody cares
Nobody cares
Chorus
I go out like a light
Clutch the heart of the night
I go out like a light
Clutch the heart of the night
Yoga turns, watering plants
Even a flapping limb dance
Anything but the job in hand
Gotta lift my head clean out of the sand
Out of the sand