Afternoons & Coffeespoons

What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?
 There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy
 I've had my lungs checked out with x-rays
 I've smelled the hospital hallways
 Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
 Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime
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 Times when the day is like a play by Sartre
 When it seems a bookburning's in perfect order
 I gave the doctor my description
 I've tried to stick to my prescriptions
 Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
 Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime
 Ooh, afternoons
 Will be measured out
 Measured out, measured with
 Coffeespoons and T.S. Eliot
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 Maybe if I could do a play-by-playback
 I could change the test results that I will get back
 I've watched the summer evenings pass by
 I've heard the rattle in my bronchi
 Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
 Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime
 Ooh, Afternoons
 Will be measured out
 Measured out, measured with
 Coffeespoons and T.S. Eliot
 Afternoons will be measured out
 Measured out, measured with
 Coffeespoons and T.S. Eliot