Sick 歌词

I got up and I felt ill Wish I had an uncle Bill Check my head make me better Feed me soup and I'll feel fitter I could sit and wish all day Sick things won't go away Sick of boxes in my house Sick of quiet like that mouse I can't think, no I can't stay Not cooking the usual way Shake my stick, shake loose a change Could it be I am deranged Migraines, sweats, I got the chills Being sick it ain't no thrill Sick of old school, sick of new Sick of things I used to do Stomach sour, knees gone weak Did I mention that I leak Sick of everything I see Milk boy don't tell one me I'm not well I got sick I'm not well I got sick Sick Sick Sick Sick