I never get sick. Except for Tuesday-Sunday of this week.
lyrics
The bubble wrap has claimed my head
There's a sweaty figure on my bed
And a sexy nurse that says I'll be alright
Don't want to hear the sound I sing
Don't feel like doing anything
If I had to run a mile I think I'd cry
Watching the temperature rise
Watching the temperature rise
You'd think the sleep would do me good
Got 18 hours under the hood
But I need a nap to recover from my nap
And it seems that I can barely stand
Like some singers from my favorite bands
The route from bed to bath is full of traps
Watching the temperature rise
Watching the temperature rise
Starting to feel like a man again
A solid 3 on a scale to 10
Another day, I'll be bouncing off the walls
The pills & powders all add up
Enough to fill the Stanley Cup
And by the way, this song was brought to you by Halls
Watching the temperature rise
Watching the temperature rise
Watching the temperature rise
Watching the temperature rise
Jody Stephens of Big Star and Luther Russell of the Freewheelers team for a radiant LP packed full of slide guitar and pop smarts. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 11, 2019