Bones

Album cover art for "Bones" by Leslie Fish

Leslie Fish - Rock, Filk

Bones

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Duration: 1:58

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Lyrics

Oh I could've worked on a research staff I could've been stationed on the sea Or dug a cozy niche In diseases of the rich But that wasn't good enough for me (oh, no) I was tired of the land And disease that were bland And some troubles that I didn't care face Now I wake each morning To the intercom's warning And I wonder why I ever went to space [Chorus:] Oh there's aches and pains, wounds and sprains And a spaceborn plague or two So I'll my best And run another test And pour myself another mug of brew Thank you Now I serve a starships crew with a million things to do And a headache that I really can't afford And some crewman's got a pet That I haven't studied yet Well at least I must admit I'm never bored Half the calls that I receive Mayo Clinic won't believe I get sex lives of birds of Altair 5 I get fungus that eats glass I get boils on the ass And I somehow get the crew back home alive [Chorus] Thank you Have one too I get psychos running loose, I get ailing vegan moose And halucinogenic mists upon the breeze I get viral plagues from mars And nuerotics from the stars Tell me, what am I supposed to do with these? But when the battle's won, and the rush and worry's done And I've got some time to wonder why I'm here When I weigh the life that's mine Against the one I left behind What the hell, I guess I'll stick another year [Chorus] Thank you Have one too Don't mind if I do

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Credits

Writers
  • Leslie Fish