There's nothing to do here All just lie and complain In bed at the hospital Coming and going Asleep and awake In bed at the hospital I've got one friend Laying across from me I did not choose him He did not choose me We have no chance Of recovering Laying in hospitals Joy and misery Joy and misery Joy and misery Put out the fire boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us Put out the fire boys Don't stop, don't stop Put out the fire on us Bring your buckets by the dozen Bring your nieces and your cousins Oh, put out the fire on us Bring your buckets by the dozen Bring your nieces and your cousins Oh, put out the fire on us I've got one friend Laying across from me I did not choose him He did not choose me We have no chance Of recovering Laying in hospitals Joy and misery Joy and misery And joy and joy and joy and joy and joy and joy and misery.