Irish traditional song lyrics — collected by Beer Belly Band.
It was on a Monday morning, I was tired, my head was turning,
And I couldn’t face the thought of going back to work and so,
I paid a visit to my doctor and he gave me the once over,
Said ’don’t worry, we’ll soon have you on the go’
Chorus:
You need pills, pills, pills and pills, pills to take the pain away,
Just swallow two three times a day; you’ll be as good as new,
And we’ve got pills to make you happy, pills to pep you up and calm you down,
It’s magic what a pill can do
So I took the dose as ordered and my energy was restored,
But I was twitching, I was itching, couldn’t keep my body still,
So I twitched right back to see the quack, “oh yes”, he said, “we’ll soon cure that,
I’ll just prescribe another little pill”
Chorus
Well the twitching soon subsided, but my eyelids wouldn’t open,
I was dozy, droopy, drowsy, so I asked the doctor why,
He just took a little look in his now mufti-colored book,
Then he shook me from my slumbers with a cry
Chorus
Now my cupboard’s overflowing with the pills that keep me going,
I’ve got yellow, pink and orange ones; I can’t think what they’re for
But they look so reassuring I suppose they must be curing me,
I wonder how I ever coped before without…
Chorus
Now the drug firms are delighted and they say I should be knighted,
Cos I keep their profits healthy and they’ve got a super plan,
To launch a major operation to present me to the nation,
As a fully working model of a well adjusted man
Chorus