| Lyrics: | Pills
There are pills that make you happy.
There are pills that make you
blue.
There are pills to kill your streptococci.
There are pills to cure your cockeye
too.
There are folks whose pills have made them healthy.
There are folks whose pills have
cured their chills.
But the folks whose pills have made them wealthy
Are the folks who
make all those pills.
(There are) Dexedrine and Miltown, to pick you up and let you
down.
(happy) Or if you're sufferin', swallow a Bufferin.
(pills) Vitamin C's a pill for
folks who shiver.
(sad) And there's a pill for Carter's little liver.
(pills) And if
you're sleeping in the hospital, because you're ill,
(pills) Betcha the nurse will wake you up
to take a sleeping pill.
There are pills for young folks and for old folks,
Each
disease has got its remedy.
But no pill can cure the common cold, folks,
So if you sneeze,
please don't sneeze on me.
Achoo!
Gesundheit |
