Leslie Fish - Bones | Текст песни

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Oh, I could’ve worked on a research staff
I could have been stationed on the sea
Or dug a cosy ditch in diseases of the rich
But that wasn’t good enough for me
Oh, no.
I was tired of the land, of diseases that were bland,
And some troubles that I didn’t care to face
Now I wake each morning
To the intercom’s warning
And I wonder why I ever went to space

Oh there’s aches and pains
And wounds and sprains
And a space-born plague or two
So I'll do my best
I'll run another test
And pour myself another mug of brew
Thank you

Now I serve a starship's crew
With a million things to do
And a headache that I really can’t afford
And some crewman's got a pet
That I haven’t studed yet
Well at least I must admit I'm never bored
A-- the calls I received [aft/oft???]
---- won't believe [may-a-clinic = many a clinic? many of clinics? may(be) your clinic?]
I get sex [life at the verges? virgins?] of Altair V (five)
I get fungus that eats glass
I get boils on the ass
And I somehow get a true back [что такое true back??] of my life

Oh there's aches and pains
And wounds and sprains
And a space-born plague or two
So I'll do my best
I'll run another test
And pour myself another mug of brew
Thank you
Have one too

I get psychos running loose
I get alien wicked booze [vig--??]
And hell-loosed [adinic?????] mists upon the breeze
I get borrowed plague from Mars
And neurotics from the stars
Tell me what am I supposed to do with these?
But when the battle's won
When the rush and worry's done
And I've got some time to wonder why I’m here
When I weigh the life that’s mine
Against the one I left behind
What the hell I get so I’ll stick another year

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