Things keep getting caught in my throat Then my face turns blue as I choke I throw my arms up as I kick back my chair And I gag and gasp as I breath for air
I am just a choking victim I am just a choking victim My face the color of plum I am just a choking victim
Things keep getting caught in my throat Then my face turns blue as I choke Dr. Heimlich often saves me from death His maneuver often restarts my breath But this time he is nowhere to be found And I choke and I choke until I hit the ground Then I'm just a dead lazy bum... I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim I am just a choking victim My face the color of plum I am just a choking victim
Many times I choke on poison fumes or food It is a bad feeling, so I'm in a bad mood A chicken bone, agent orange, zkylon-B, mustard gas; It only burns for a minute, then it knocks you out fast The oxygen halted, can't reach my brain anymore So then your sense is cut off and then you hit the floor Then I'm just a dead lazy bum I am just a choking victim!
I am just a choking victim I am just a choking victim My face the color of plum I am just a choking victim I am just a choking victim I am just a choking victim My face the color of plum I am just a choking victimTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
