Текст песни «My Brilliant Huntingtons Chorea» от TISM

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TISM - "My Brilliant Huntingtons Chorea"

Lyrics to My Brilliant Huntingtons Chorea :

Huntingtons disease, however, is a rare, fatal inherited disorder for which no known cure exists. The patient suffers progressive loss of mental functioning due to brain-cell death in the region of the basal ganglia, along with the depletion of some neurotransmitters and the buildup of another-dopamine. The symptoms appear at almost any age but most commonly in the thirties and forties, and death follows in 10 to 20 years...



Once my life was easy:

It was just like watchin TV

And I was the lucky audience member

Whos playin Price Is Right -

I came on down every night -

Could come five times a night, too, I remember.



But let me tell you pal

That theres another game as well,

But you wont see the fucker on T.V -

Its called Fortunes Wheel,

And no matter how you feel,

Adrianna will turn the letters "R.I.P".



One day its gonna start:

Everything will fall apart - 

Theres programming, too, in your bones.

One night you go out dancin

Thinkin that youre Hanson,

Then you wake up and you are the Rolling Stones.



All of life is lived in stages;

Youre going out to rages

And you and your friends know all the right grooves;

But there aint no use hidin -

The cells have begun dividin

And its time you learnt the dopamine moves.



Dont you get a fucking shock-o

When you watch one of those docos

Bout those diseases that means youre born with flippers'

Or youre feeling sort of well n

Next thing, its the Peter McCallum

For the haircut they give you without clippers.



You wont be fucking laughin, son,

When youre interviewed by Parkinson,

Or star in a mini-series called Alzheimer.

Youll be picking up the tab

When they order you a nice cold slab -

And I dont mean the 24 can type either.



One day youre collecting Tazos,

The next you are a spazo:

I only know one way to ease the pain - 

Pick a way to go

That the doctors dont know

And they might give the fucking germ your fucking name.



(Let me take a quick ad break

During which Id like to make

An apology to go here in a bracket: 

That Tazo/Spazo rhyme -

It wish that it werent mine:

Whered I get my poetic license' A packet')



So kiss the wife for me -

You can live quite happily,

Watchin T.V together as you sup;

But just like a bad dream, oh,

Youll play a game called Chemo -

Spot. Match. Win. Your numbers have come up.


[ My Brilliant Huntingtons Chorea Lyrics  ]

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