Cass McCombs Follow

I dare not cough
Nor breathe deep
There's been a pain in my chest for nearly a week
I want to be famous for falling in love
I went to the hopital
They put me in a bed
Because I always do
What my mother says
Why should I lie
About results of a test?
I may soon be gone
To pluck on a harp
Like those colored pencil portraits of dogs
We saw on a blue tarp
But I spotted a damsel if memory serves
I went to the hospital
They put me in a bed
I always do what my mother says
Why should I lie abou results of a test?
So_.
Who is your provider?
Uh_.
Where'd you get that bread?
Is it dying that terrified you?
Or Just being dead?
We are living in an era of kings
I went to the hospital
They put me in a bed
I always do what my mother says
Why should I lie about results of a test.