I'm taking two types of nasal decongestant
I'm chock full of pseudoephydrine
My overflowing sinus
Shows no sign of dryness
I'm just an aching mucus making machine
Ive got vaseline smeared on my nostrils
I've got a eucalyptus poultice in my shoes
I've got the sniffling analgesic decongestant
Anticholinergic bronchiodilated blues
I've got a cough that heavy smokers would be proud of
But this expectorant is making me blastpheme
Oh ipecacuanha,just leave it 'til manyana
I'm in a drowsy anti-histamine dream
There's sudafed orthoxicol and codeine
Not to mention many other potent brews
I've got the sniffling and inflamatory
Chronic upper respitory bronchiodilated blues
And it's costing me a fortune
How much more can i endure
Of this stupid little virus
That can easily inspire us
To dispose of all our money on the cure
Maybe my attitude's a wrong one
They say i've got to love my disease
But there's nothing so erotic
In an antibiotic
When you're living with a permanent wheeze
It seems to last forever when you've got it
I dont know if i'm ever going to lose
This healthiness embargo
With the lozenges and gargles
The benzocaines and phenols
That upset all my renals
Oh god please let there be a
Mystic magic panacea
For the the sniffling analgesic decongestant
Absolutely stuffed up bronchiodilated blues
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