Hospital Beds - Dustin Kensrue

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 heard it all at the hopsital

Nurses are fussing

Doctors on tour somewhere in India

I’ve got one friend

Laying across from me

I did not choose him

He did not choose me

We have no chance

Of recovering

Sharing hospitals

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

Vietnam fishing trips

Italian opera

Vietnam fishing trips

Italian opera

I’ve got one friend

Laying across from me

I did not choose him

He did not choose me

We have no chance

Of recovery

Sharing hospitals

Joy and misery

Joy and misery

Joy and misery

Joy, joy, joy, joy, misery

Hey

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 your buckets by the dozen

Bring your nieces and your cousins

Oh, put out the fire on us

Bring your buckets by the dozen

Bring your nieces and your cousins

Oh, put out the fire on us