I’m lying here in this bed
Wondering if I’m dead
I can’t be, because I hear different noises
No some of that is voices
Is it the nurse or the doctor
Maybe it’s the person who flies the copter
If life flight is here it must be bad
So many people are going to be sad
Into the room comes the doc
Just after he stops to pull up his sock
Your x-rays look fine
But I would suggest no more wine
Go home, take two aspirin and go to bed
You are fine, trust me you are not dead