CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Grey Tickles, Black Pressure- Carter Tutti Remix

I've got grey tickles and black pressure
And I'd rather lose my arm inside of a corn thresher
Just like Uncle Paul
Just like Uncle Paul
I, I, I

I did not think I was
The one being addressed
In hemorrhoid commercials
On the TV set
I often stand and stare
At nothing in the grocery store
Because I do not know
What to buy to eat any more

And parapraxis
The order of the day
I never heard that word
Until tonight I have to say
And I'm supposed to believe that there's some guy
Who will take the pain away

And there are children who have cancer
And so all bets are off
'Cause I can't compete with that
So all bets are off
'Cause I can't compete with that