Admiral Freebee

Admiral Freebee - Blues from a Hypochondriac lyrics

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All yesterday's weirdness
Is tomorrow's reason why
Hey, I like myself best
At times when I don't try
'Cause there's something about what happens
That strikes a match inside
Yeah, something that is filled up
With everything I try to hide

I'm in love with the feelings
That the machine just can't read
There's enough for everybody's needs
But not enough for everybody's greed
Hey, I'm past the days of confusion
But am I past the days of wondering why?
Now that I like myself best
At times when I don't try

And there's tears waiting in the alley
And there's laughter
And I'm sitting here contemplating
Waiting for the bubble to burst
I'm always hoping for the worst

There's a new she-devil in town
She's a real horrible wreck rider
A deal breaker
A heart breaker
Oh, I shot her first
I'm always hoping for the worst

Every fear I have is a wish
And temptation my favourite dish
Damn right, I got the blues
When I see them in their hired shoes
How am I supposed to be thankful
When I'm already so faithful
You think you're waiting
You're heading for a fall

And there's tears waiting in the alley
And there's laughter
And I'm sitting here contemplating
Waiting for the bubble to burst
I'm always hoping for the worst

See the doctor in a white suit
Chasing an patient complaining about hospital food
And I'm sitting on the lap
Of a long-legged nurse
I'm always hoping for the worst

Well the pain is gone now
But soon it'll be back
After I stop singing these blues
From a hypochondriac

Well the pain is gone now
But soon it'll be back
After I stop singing these blues
From a hypochondriac

Well the pain is gone now
But soon it'll be back
After I stop singing these blues
From a hypochondriac

Well the pain is gone now
And soon it'll be back
After I stop singing these blues
(What's my name)
From a hypochondriac

Tears waiting in the alley
And there's laughter 
And I'm sitting here contemplating
Waiting for the bubble to burst
I'm always hoping for the worst

Don't hurt me, doctor
I wanted something that can fulfil
I feel a little ill
I want a jagged little little pill
I'm always hoping for the worst
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Language: English

Appearing on: The Honey and the Knife (2010)

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