Sick Boy

Sick Boy
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 see school girls everywhere, short skirts and
pig-tailed hair. But why must I suffer .. for
being a gym slip lover ?