Paroles The Common Cold (The Epidemic) de PAper ChAse (The)

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I am a hacking coughThat tickle in your throatI'm an unmade bed in MexicoYou will catch my cough, you will catch my coldHey, no one needs to knowJust put me in your mouthNo snail trails have blackenedIt's like it never happenedI won't be henpeckedThere's still so many left to infectI've done so many bad thingsI never seem to get cleanNo pecking order pleaseI've done too many bad thingsCome get it help yourselfCome see it for yourselfWe're raising glasses high, dirty as all hellIn sickness and health, in sickness and healthSo would you drink after me?I've been a good boy, I'm squeaky cleanA pretty please in the motel and it's snails without shellsIn sickness and health, in sickness and healthSo don't be so alarmedYou're being harvested and farmedEvery time I continue to breatheYou wipe your nose on my sleeveEvery time I don't drive off a cliffEvery time I don't chop off my lipsYou'll be taken to swallowing penniesFor the apocalypse that's surely comingCome get it, help yourselfCome see it for yourselfWe're shaking rubber gloves up to the shelves in hellIn sickness and health, in sickness and healthSo would you sleep where I sleep?Here with the bed bugs and bad beliefsI don't mean to make it seemLike we're salmon upstreamBut are you afraid of me?


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