Registered Dude
Rock n' Roll Doggie Band-aid
Where the Backs Have No Support
If God Will Send a New Back
Luminous Times (Hold on to Crutch)
If God Will Send a New Back
Luminous Times (Hold on to Crutch)
If God Will Send His Back Surgeon
In Tonn's Country
Moment of (Sciatic) Surrender
All I Want is Demerol
You know we're all going to Hell for this, right???
. . . *hold my hand*
Yesterday I spent asleep
Woke up in a hospital, my clothes in heap
Spent the night trying to straighten my spine
Squeezing complicated bones into a linear line
I have my X-ray here, and a concert Polaroid
of me jumping in front of our cool bass-playing boy
Edge is smiling back at me, Dallas took the photo from under the stage
Can't remember where Larry was, he still looks half his age
I haven't been with Ali, it feels like for years
Thought of her the whole time -- well, her and Guinness beers
This shitty world sometimes breaks a singer's back
The pressure is on it for years, and then it just cracks
Return the neck-brace when I go home
The worst of us are a long, drawn-out invalids
The best of us go free with some powerful meds
You say canceling the shows is really a bummer
I'm here 'cos I don't want to tour this summer
Choose your surgeons carefully 'cos they will align you
Sign their autographs nicely and sexy nurses will mind you
Watching the sun do down, feel like I lost it all
Where are you in the trees of Munich General Hospital?