Just a little lyrical nonsense to the tune of Traffic’s “Feelin’ Alright”…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRcib2lcbjw
Seems I've got to have a change of ‘screen
Cause for four nights I’m in the strangest scene
Imprisoned by my nurse, can’t take a spin
Left here on my own or so it seems
I've got to leave before I start to scream
But someone locked me down and restrained me
Infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin' too good myself
Well, infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin too good myself
But ole Sol sure cooked me to leather hide
And even now I sit and wonder why
But when I think of tans I start to cry
I just can't waste my life I must not fry
Gotta stop believing that tan’s a prize
Cause there's too much to do before I die
Infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
Well, infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin' too good myself
Don't get too lost in bronze I say
Though at one time I really loved my rays
But that was then and now it is today
Sun’s still up there and so I'm pale to stay
Till' some cure comes along and wins the race
With a NED name and yes a NED grace
Infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
Well, infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
Infusin’ all night
I'm not feelin’ alright
Well I hope you’re feelin’ alright
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
I'm not feelin’ too good myself
Tutu Brothers
my partner in crime @HotelMelanoma as we work to #finishcancer a little laughter in a ALL to serious world of cancer pic.twitter.com/OQ0S3rPCYS
— Mark Williams (@melaphukanoma) September 15, 2016
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