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