Back Pain

To the tune of You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi.

Shot in the arse,
And then the brain.
(But it) Somehow cured
My back pain.

I couldn’t smile,
I wasn’t well,
I went to the doctor, my back hurt like hell.
He ummed and ahhed, and said “let’s see,
“Your back is all messed up, it sure beats me.

“Soo… Your appointment’s done.”

Whoh, went home, cleaned my gun.
Went off in my hand and the damage was done.

Shot in the arse,
And then the brain.
Somehow cured
My back pain.

I can’t feel my legs,
And I’ve gone insane.
‘Least it cured
My back pain.

At least it cured
My back pain.

The homeopath,
He never said
“To cure your back pain
“Shoot your backside and head.”

The psychic too,
He didn’t sigh,
“Two rounds from a glock
“Kiss your back pain goodbye.”

Whoh, get a loaded gun.

Whoh, you got problems, chum?
The only thing left is a shot in the bum…

Shot in the arse,
And then the brain.
Somehow cured
My back pain.

I can’t feel my legs,
And I’ve gone insane.
‘Least it cured
My back pain.

‘Least I’m cured…

(Guitar solo)

Ohhhh…

Shot in the arse,
And then the brain.
Somehow cured
My back pain.

I can’t feel my legs,
And I’ve gone insane.
‘Least it cured
My back pain.

Shot in the arse,
And then the brain.
Somehow cured
My back pain.

I can’t feel my legs,
And I’ve gone insane.
‘Least it cured
My back pain.

‘Least I’m cured…
‘Least I’m cured…
‘Least I’m cured…

Back Pain!