Don't Look Back It's Probably Hypocondriac Jack Having A Heart Attack

I won't ever walk again  never talk again
I found a friend in a medicine magazine that I had seen
I keep my friend in a glass far away from the mass
And I'm kinda keen on my mean man medicine
Now I will be sitting here all alone and on my own
Me  myself and I on my hurting broken bones
Stones in my head and in my back
Feels as if I'm gonna have a heart attack Oh what a drag
I'm probably going to die I cannot open my eyes anymore
Think it's because that I'm sick and feel ill
So I believe my doctorman saying:
"Take pills and get skills
Take pills and get skills
Get thrilled or get killed
Now it's time for me to sing out my pains for everyone
Trust me when I'm crying  'cause I'm dying
All the friends that I once had  have left me for a life so sad
I've quit to eat both wheat and meat  I hardly use my toilet seat
I've lost my sence of humour
Must have been eaten by that tumor in my toe
Now it's time for me to sing out my pains for everyone
Trust me when I'm crying  'cause I'm dying