Calcium Gut Rot Blues

I wish that I was off my work, and off my meds
Cause I'm so tired, so fucking tired
I wanna stay in bed
But I know you'd find a thousand better things for us to do
But this Calcium Gut Rot has got me feeling blue

And now I, I don't know what to do
But Just like Hall and Oates, you make my dreams come true

Now I'm off my work and I'm off my meds
And I'm drinking whisky and going, off my fucking head
And I don't get tired, but I get sad

Do you think the whisky will help the gut rot
Or do you think it's bad?



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Writer(s): Kyle Wood
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