This is the first of the Song A Day sick song. If you're writing a Song A Day, you don't take a break for an illness. You write a song about it.
Stay Out of My Body Song A Day #21
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[verse] Bbm F Bbm F I feel like I’m getting sick Bbm F Bbm F Better do something ‘bout it quick Ebm Gb Drink a lot of tea, get some vitamin C Bbm F Bbm F Man I hope that does the trick Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I’m getting ill Bbm F Bbm F Clean up on aisle Jonathan, we’ve had a spill Ebm Gb My brain is a hammer and unladder jammer, baby Bbm F Bbm F Tumbling down to Jack and Jill Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I’m coming down Bbm F Bbm F With something heavy, dark, and round Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F It’s got seven heads and it’s a million threads with which it makes my body pound Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I caught a cold Bbm F Bbm F A bitter animal without a soul Ebm Gb My antibodies say ‘No sir, you may not stay,’ Bbm F Bbm F As they battle for control Bbm F Bbm F As I sing the battle intensifies Bbm F Bbm F The cold will turn round if it knows what’s wise Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F I’m an army immune and I’m armed with a tune that will shock and awe as it dies
[outro] And it goes like this:
Bbm Gb F Ab Bbm Gb F Ab Stay out of my, stay out of my, stay out of my body, stay out of my body 12X (with increasing speed)
Stay Out of My Body | Song A Day #00021
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This is the first of the Song A Day sick song. If you're writing a Song A Day, you don't take a break for an illness. You write a song about it.
Stay Out of My Body Song A Day #21
Bbm-F-Bbm-F-
[verse] Bbm F Bbm F I feel like I’m getting sick Bbm F Bbm F Better do something ‘bout it quick Ebm Gb Drink a lot of tea, get some vitamin C Bbm F Bbm F Man I hope that does the trick Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I’m getting ill Bbm F Bbm F Clean up on aisle Jonathan, we’ve had a spill Ebm Gb My brain is a hammer and unladder jammer, baby Bbm F Bbm F Tumbling down to Jack and Jill Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I’m coming down Bbm F Bbm F With something heavy, dark, and round Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F It’s got seven heads and it’s a million threads with which it makes my body pound Bbm F Bbm F Cuz I feel like I caught a cold Bbm F Bbm F A bitter animal without a soul Ebm Gb My antibodies say ‘No sir, you may not stay,’ Bbm F Bbm F As they battle for control Bbm F Bbm F As I sing the battle intensifies Bbm F Bbm F The cold will turn round if it knows what’s wise Ebm Gb Bbm F Bbm F I’m an army immune and I’m armed with a tune that will shock and awe as it dies
[outro] And it goes like this:
Bbm Gb F Ab Bbm Gb F Ab Stay out of my, stay out of my, stay out of my body, stay out of my body 12X (with increasing speed)