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Atop a cross bar
I saw the golden age arise
I made it this far
And nothing s justified the hype
It s a myth the good will out
A mith that s talked about
By men who seldom take a bow
It s a myth that light prevales
A myth that never fails to raise a laugh
I m sick and i wanna get well again
I m a bug I m a bird i m an aeroplane
I m adrift I m my own worst enemy
I m sick and I wanna get well
I m sick and I wanna get well again
I m adrift yes I m going straight to hell
[Trumpet Solo]
And I queue in A&E
I Spew In casualty
And I m tryign to remember where you are
And unless I m very much mistaken
This is where the trouble starts
I m sick and I wanna get well again
I m a bug I m a bird i m an aeroplane
I m adrift I m my own worst enemy
I m sick and I wanna get well
I m sick and I wanna get well again
I m adrift yes I m going straight to hell