Lyric Typewriter Torment

Typewriter torment, dreadful disease
Caught it the first day I touched the keys
You wear down your fingers and churn out your pap
It eats up your life like a dose of the clap
Typewriter torment it tortures me still
If only my doctor could see that I m ill

Typewriter fever it harries me still
If only my doctor would give me a pill

Typewriter fever gives birth to a flood
It sweeps through your body and curdles your blood
You curse and discurse but you re damned for all time
The moment your fingers give birth to a rhyme
Typewriter fever it harries me still
If only my doctor would give me a pill

Typewriter fever I m worn to a stub
I ve dumped my Thesaurus and pulled out the plug
I m rending my ribbon and bending my spool
Don t bother rewinding: I m done with it all
But why can t my doctor just say that I m ill?
Typewriter fever is paying his bill.