Hospital Beds Lyrics

Cold War Kids

There's nothing to do here Some just whine and complain In bed at the hospital
Coming and going Asleep and awake In bed at the hospital
Tell me the story Of how you ended up here I've heard it all in the hospital
Nothing's sufficing Doctors on tour Somewhere in India
I got one friend Laying across form me I did not choose him He did not choose me
We got no chance of recovery Joy and hospital, joy and misery Joy and misery, joy and misery
Put out the fire, boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us
Put out the fire, boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us
Bring the buckets by the dozens Bring your nieces and your cousins Come, put out the fire on us
We are now fish and chips Italian opera We are now fish and chips Italian opera
I got one friend Laying across from me I did not choose him He did not choose me
We got no chance of recovery Joy and hospital, joy and misery The joy and misery, the joy and misery The joy, the joy, the joy, misery
Put out the fire, boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us
Put out the fire, boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us
Bring the buckets by the dozens Bring your nieces and your cousins Come, put out the fire on us

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