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Hospital Beds

I love this song by Cold War Kids, and it kind of describes, to me, the relationship between those of us afflicted.

There’s nothing to do here

Some just whine and complain

In bed at the hospital

Coming and going 

Asleep and awake

In bed at the hospital

Tell me the story

Of how you ended up here

I’ve heard it all in the hospital

Nurses are fussing

Doctors on tour

Somewhere in India

I’ve got one friend

Laying across form me

I did not choose him

He did not choose me

We’ve got no chance of recovery 

Sharing hospital

Joy and misery

Joy and misery

Joy and misery

Put out the fire, boys

Don’t stop, don’t stop

Put out the fire on us

Put out the fire, boys

Don’t stop, don’t stop

Put out the fire on us

Bring the buckets by the dozens

Bring your nieces and your cousins

Come put out the fire on us

Vietnam fishing trips

Italian opera

Vietnam fishing trips

Italian opera

I’ve got one friend

Laying across from me

I did not choose him

He did not choose me

We’ve got no chance of recovery

Joy and hospital

Joy and misery

The joy and misery

The joy and misery

The joy

The joy

The joy 

Misery

Put out the fire, boys

Don’t stop, don’t stop

Put out the fire on us

Put out the fire, boys

Don’t stop, don’t stop

Put out the fire on us

Bring the buckets by the dozens

Bring your nieces and your cousins 

Put out the fire on us 

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