Sung to the tune of "On Top of Olde Smokey." When the lyrics don't fit the rhythm just force it.
On top of olde me-eeeeeee
All covered in I-really-feel-like-crap
I dropped my poor eeeeeh-verything
And I think I pulled a muscle in my back.
I rea-lly wanna go home
And lie on my couch
And watch fuzzy T - V
Because I don't have cable.
Some people are rich.
Some people are poor.
I feel like cra-ap.
I really feel like crap.
Please let me go ho-ome.
Please let me go home.
I'm just gonna keep whining.
*cough cough* Ow, God, that hurt my back.
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