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(S. Page/E. Robertson)
I woke up yesterday morning
Fell down two flights of stairs
Well, I thought I was wide awake
but my legs were still asleep.
Nine one one ambulance help me
but I can't reach the phone.
So I scream 'til the neighbors come over
break into my home.
I broke my back
There was nobody there to help me.
Broke my back
All the lies and deception won't change the perception that
I fell flat on my ass
I wish this had happened skydiving
that my parachute failed,
but a pair of shoes tripped me downstairs
and I lay there and wailed.
Those things I used to take for granted
now I take sitting down.
I can't brush my teeth, chew my nails,
give the finger to a clown.
I broke my back
and I can't even change the channels
Broke my back
All the lies and deception won't change the perception that
I fell flat on my ass
Well, they tell me that I shouldn't get discouraged,
but they tell me that I'll never walk again.
And they say I'm gonna need a lot of courage,
and they say I'm gonna need a lot of friends.
But what I really need is a pair of electric legs,
so I wish some genius would just invent them.
And if they cost too much, I'd share with someone else
or I would scour the yellow pages and I'd rent them.
I know I can probably pop a wheelie,
entertaining the kids
I can put on the cards in the spokes
I can even blow skids
I get a good seat at a concert,
even get stuff for free.
Is it cause I'm an excellent guy,
or cause they're scared of me?
I broke my back
and I can't even use the clapper
Broke my back
All the lies and deception won't change the perception
All the lies and deception won't change the perception
the lies and deception won't change the perception that
I fell flat on my ass
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