Way Up High
Indisposed, and chaos struck. Way up high. Oh, what a fever I have rose to.
Ive reached the ceiling. Burning up at the ceiling boards. Way up high. A hundred degrees of suffering.
This debilitated daydream. Such a delightful torment. Way up high. Just tell me when it's over.
Cabinet of cures. My only friend from down below. Way up high. Disease claimed innocence from remedy.