As I lay I\'ll upon my bed
A drum beats a tune inside my head
One minute hot and the next freezing
My body shaking, my chest wheezing
An unwilling prisoner of my bed
Thoughts of self pity fill my head
And as my whines go without reply
The painkillers I take give no respite
But no sympathy has flown my way
Can\'t they see that I\'m starting to fade
This terrible suffering I\'m going through
This deadly affliction they call man flu