Turned my dial to a station

On my car’s radio

I was too weak to sing

So I just hummed real low…

I haven’t sold a tune

Since I don’t remember when

I’ve lost a lotta weight –

And I’m not on phen/fen…

But I could turn it all around

With a Fender Strat guitar

Strummin’ my way to a contract

And become a huge star…

Now I write you this tune

From my hospital bed

Without the help from above

I’ll end up bein’ dead…