Sick Boy

Im strapped into my bed, Ive got electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, its the best time Ive ever had.
Im a sick boy and theres no cure.
Im a sick boy there should be more.
But Im happy the way I am, like a sardine in can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.

I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pig- tailed hair.
But why must I suffer .. for being a gym slip lover