St-eve The Butcher - Bedridden &unbothered

[Intro Instrumental] [Dark folk, acoustic gothic rock, medieval folk, hurdy-gurdy, acoustic guitar, driving frame drum] [Verse] His crutches lean lazy against the wall. He's trapped inside this quiet hall. The vinyls are spinning their sweet melodies, With the annoyance that he can't dance at all. [Pre-Chorus] He dropped the remote upon the floor, Can’t reach it, he can’t take no more. He tries to grab it with a stick, This plaster leg is way too thick! [Chorus] Oh, oho Guido This waiting's really boring, Oh, oho, Guido The itching lasts all day, Oh, oho, Guido Another wasted morning, Oh, oho, Guido Chasing the flies away... . [Verse 2] One tiny bone that decided to crack Now there is no turning back! The itching drives him slowly out of his mind, Its the worst torture on his bed [Pre-Chorus] ​[Acoustic guitar strumming builds, hurdy-gurdy/viola joins in] So he lets out a laugh, saying it's just bad luck And he takes it all as a tough old duck The remote's on the floor, While he stays on the bed He's resting And he doesn't give a shit... [Chorus] Oh, oho Guido This waiting's really boring, Oh, oho, Guido The itching lasts all day, Oh, oho, Guido Another wasted morning, Oh, oho, Guido Chasing the flies away... [Music Interlude] [Outro] Oh, oho Guido This waiting's really boring, Oh, oho, Guido The itching lasts all day, Oh, oho, Guido Another wasted morning, Oh, oho, Guido You'll be on your feet one day... [End]