How To Make It Big In Hospital by Wigwam (FIN) Lyrics
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Well I burnt my suit and I shaved my head
And I hunt for Cherokees
And I trip up scouts, but I don't use knees
'Cause I don't like blood on my dungarees
And I've thrown out all my groovy beads and bells
And (bah b-bah b-bah b-bah b-) bangles
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “How To Make It Big In Hospital”
- Produced: Wigwam (FIN)
- Written: Jim Pembroke
- Vocals: Jim Pembroke
- Grand Piano: Jukka Gustavson
- Lowrey Organ: Jukka Gustavson
- Bass Guitar: Pekka Pohjola
- Drums: Ronnie Österberg
- Percussion: Ronnie Österberg
- Electric Guitar: Jukka Tolonen
- Recorded At: • Finnvox Studios / Helsinki, Finland • Music Network / Vaxholm, Sweden
- Release Date: 1971
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “How To Make It Big In Hospital” Released in 1971
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[Verse 1]
Well I burnt my suit and I shaved my head
And I hunt for Cherokees
And I trip up scouts, but I don't use knees
'Cause I don't like blood on my dungarees
And I've thrown out all my groovy beads and bells
And (bah b-bah b-bah b-bah b-) bangles
[Verse 2]
Yes I roam my town for a red or brown
With my house-trained pet mongoose
Well he's pretty tame 'til he gets cut loose
And I knot my tie in a hangman's noose
And I've thrown out my Stanley Matthews tips on
How to make it big on the right-wing
[Chorus]
My job at the butcher's
Pays well, educates me
Fat pig, first the lungs and then the liver
Yeah yeah, chop it into suey
Then hang, swing it in the window for a week
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2]
Well, my first name's Fred and it rhymes with dead
And I don't take groovy jive
Try it on and you won't leave alive
So just don't get near to my half pint beer
And I've thrown out all my William Burroughs books on
How to make it big in hospital