Sick, tired and homeless   With no one here to sing for   Tired of being weightless   For all these looking good boys      You can always say my attic has its charm   You can always say you did no major harm   You can always say that summer had its charm   And that you did no major harm   Oh, spare me if you please      Sick, tired an sleepless   With no one else to shine for   Sick of all my distress   But I won't show I'm still poor      You can always say my attic has its charm   You can always say you did no major harm   You can always say that summer had its charm   And that you did no major harm   Oh, spare me if you please      You can always say my attic has its charm   You can always say you did no major harm   You can always say that summer had its charm   You can always say that, you can always say that   Oh, spare me if you please      Symptoms are so deep   Something here's so wrong   Nothing is complete   Nowhere to belong   Symptoms are so deep   I think I'd better stay   Here on my own   So spare me if you please