I'm strapped into my bed, electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I ever had.
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure.
I'm a sick boy, there should be more.
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in a can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pigtailed hair.
But why must I suffer, for being a gymslip lover ?
Sick Boy Video (MV)
Performed By: GBH
Written by: ANDREW PAUL WILLIAMS, COLIN DEREK ABRAHALL, COLIN ROBERT BLYTH, ROSS ANDREW LOMAS
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I'm strapped into my bed, electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I ever had.
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure.
I'm a sick boy, there should be more.
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in a can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pigtailed hair.
But why must I suffer, for being a gymslip lover ?
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I ever had.
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure.
I'm a sick boy, there should be more.
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in a can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pigtailed hair.
But why must I suffer, for being a gymslip lover ?
Writer: ANDREW PAUL WILLIAMS, COLIN DEREK ABRAHALL, COLIN ROBERT BLYTH, ROSS ANDREW LOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group