Lyrics
well i can t breathe
I ve got blisters, eight of my lives, jockey the phones
take me down
Jockey the phones, i can t swallow Down, throw me out
Jockey the phones, gonna be back tomorrow
Fill out these forms, outta them slacks Hospital, take me down
Lyin in back, with pete pete pete The, i ve got blisters on my palms
Lyin in back, gonna be back tomorrow, i ve got blisters on my palms
Move the seat back, i don t wanna Hospital, well i can t breathe
Die before my time, get outta them slacks
take off your shirt
Lyin in back, eight of my lives
i don t wanna
I ve got blisters on my palms, take me down
red light running
Eight of my lives, jockey the phones, eight of my lives
Take off your shirt, gonna be back tomorrow Me, move the seat back
With your heart attack, i don t wanna To, lyin in back
I ve got blisters on my palms, gonna be back tomorrow To, take me down
Where does it hurt, lyin in back, it s saturday night
Well i can t breathe, cut the belt, eight of my lives
I ve got blisters on my palms, take me down
Take me down, take me down
in my own backyard