Beware the Pill, the Mighty Pill
Feelin’ Kinda Pill Pale
Was feelin’ kinda pale
Went to see the doc
He gave to me a pill
That fixed my pale right up
Was feelin’ kinda off
Went to see the doc
He gave to me a pill
That fixed my off right up
Was feelin’ kinda weird
Went to see the doc
He gave to me a pill
That fixed my weird right up
Soon enough I had a little pill
For every little thing
Feeling’ kinda odd?
Yessirr, got a pill for that.
I got a stomach pill, a fat pill,
An iron pill for blood
I got an eye pill, a throat pill
A pill to help me chew my cud
Yeah, I got a vity pill, an iron pill,
A pill to help my nails;
Why I even got a special pill
To help me down below;
Why hell, if I didn’t get a pill
It’d be a crushing blow.
Yeah, I got a this a pill, a that a pill,
A pill you never heard,
Why I even got another pill
To make the other pills work.
Hey! I wonder why it is my muscles start to jerk,
Why is it that my eyesight doesn’t really work,
Why is it that my stomach bubbles like a witches’ brew
My whole damn body feels like an Irish stew!
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Oh, but if I go and see the doc
I’m sure he’ll have a pill
That’ll get me up to walk
And once again I’ll tick like a Swiss-made clock.
But durn it all, he didn’t, and I wound up in bed.
And the cost of those pills left me broke instead.
Pills, pills, beware the mighty pill,
Be sure the pill doesn’t make you sick and ill;
The colour doesn’t matter see
But watch the colour in your pee
Cause pills, pills, pills galore
Will only make you ask for more
And you will never know, my friend,
What they have for you in store.
So talk to your doc and try to stop the clock
On those precious little pills that make you talk,
And if he disagrees and should he balk,
Why little friend, just get up and walk.
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