To the tune of Welcome Back
Welcome back
Your scabs,
they itch like all get out.
Welcome back
To that same dried blood
that you picked right off.
Well the pain, has all changed
since you leaked gangrene,
But your screams have remained
and they’ve gotten mean.
Who’dve thought we’d hear ya?
(Who’dve thought we’d hear ya?)
Amputate without painkiller?!
(Amputate without painkiller?!)
Yeah, we tease him a lot
Cuz he’s got some nasty gout
Welcome back!
Welcome back, welcome back,
Welcome back.
Welcome back, welcome back,
Welcome back.
by Jim Hightower