Lyrics Hospital Beds - Cold War Kids
There's
nothing
to
do
here
Some
just
whine
and
complain
In
bed
at
the
hospital
Coming
and
going
Asleep
and
awake
In
bed
at
the
hospital
Tell
me
the
story
Of
how
you
ended
up
here
I've
heard
it
all
in
the
hospital
Nurses
are
fussing
Doctors
on
tour
Somewhere
in
India
I
got
one
friend
Laying
across
from
me
I
did
not
choose
him
He
did
not
choose
me
We
got
no
chance
of
recovery
Joy
and
hospital,
joy
and
misery
Joy
and
misery,
joy
and
misery
Put
out
the
fire,
boys
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Put
out
the
fire
on
us
Put
out
the
fire,
boys
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Put
out
the
fire
on
us
Bring
the
buckets
by
the
dozens
Bring
your
nieces
and
your
cousins
Come,
put
out
the
fire
on
us
Vietnam
fish
and
chips
Italian
opera
Vietnam
fish
and
chips
Italian
opera
I
got
one
friend
Laying
across
from
me
I
did
not
choose
him
He
did
not
choose
me
We
got
no
chance
of
recovery
Joy
and
hospital,
joy
and
misery
The
joy
and
misery,
the
joy
and
misery
The
joy,
the
joy,
the
joy,
misery
Put
out
the
fire,
boys
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Put
out
the
fire
on
us
Put
out
the
fire,
boys
Don't
stop,
don't
stop
Put
out
the
fire
on
us
Bringing
buckets
by
the
dozens
Bringing
nieces
and
your
cousins
Come,
put
out
the
fire
on
us
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