Picture me in a hospital The blood runs red and the bags are full of... Oh it's terrible, makes me powerful On and on there's still a song for me I'm still around to sing it
Each man has a secret To hide away And never say, never know, and so it goes
Picture me in a hospital The blood runs cold and hall are full of Undesirables preaching parables False alarm there's still a charm for me Just wait and see
If each man had his freedom And it was ours to say How to behave, ho who's to say
So picture me in a hospital Blood runs raw and the bags are full of You're terrible and I'm invincible Picture me in a hospital The blood runs red and the bags are full of It's hysterical, and it makes me powerful
False alarme there's still a song for me I'm just about around to sing it There's still a chance for me And I'm still here singing