Disease - The Tiger Lillies

He isn’t deceiving, that’s twenty this evening

He’s starting to feel rather sick

The cubicle door, well it opens again

He never quite gets used to it

And the drugs in his veins, they don’t ease the pain

He started at sixteen and he is nineteen now

His mother don’t understand how

He’s got a disease, and he’s not very pleased

His life’s almost over now

And his funeral was a shame

Because none of them came

He’s got a disease, he’s not very pleased, his life’s almost over now

Yes he’s got a disease and he’s not very pleased cause his life almost over now