TISM My Brilliant Huntington’s Chorea Lyrics

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"Huntington's disease, however, is a rare, fatal inherited disorder for which no known cure exists. The patient suffers progressive loss of mental functioning due to brain-cell death in the region of the basal ganglia, along with the depletion of some neurotransmitters and the buildup of another-dopamine. The symptoms appear at almost any age but most commonly in the thirties and forties, and death follows in 10 to 20 years..."

Once my life was easy
It was just like watching TV
And I was the lucky audience member
Who's playing Price Is Right
I came on down every night
Could come five times a night, too, I remember

But let me tell you pal
That there's another game as well
But you won't see the fucker on TV
It's called Fortune's Wheel
And no matter how you feel
Adrianna will turn the letters "R.I.P."

One day it's gonna start
Everything will fall apart
There's programming, too, in your bones
One night you go out dancin'
Thinking that you're Hansen
Then you wake up and you are the Rolling Stones

All of life is lived in stages
You're going out to rages
And you and your friends know all the right grooves
But there ain't no use hiding
The cells have begun dividing
And it's time you learnt the dopamine moves

Don't you get a fucking shock-o
When you watch one of those docos
'Bout those diseases that means you're born with flippers?
Or you're feeling sort of well 'n
Next thing, it's the Peter McCallum
For the haircut they give you without clippers

You won't be fucking laughin', son
When you're interviewed by Parkinson
Or star in a mini-series called Alzheimer
You'll be picking up the tab
When they order you a nice cold slab
And I don't mean the 24-can type either

One day you're collecting Tazos
The next you are a spazo
I only know one way to ease the pain
Pick a way to go
That the doctors don't know
And they might give the fucking germ your fucking name

(Let me take a quick ad break
During which I'd like to make
An apology to go here in a bracket
That Tazo/Spazo rhyme
It wish that it weren't mine
Where'd I get my poetic license? A packet?)

So kiss the wife for me
You can live quite happily
Watching TV together as you sup
But just like a bad dream, oh
You'll play a game called chemo
Spot, match, win, your numbers have come up

www.tism.wanker.com Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 (There’s Gonna Be) Sex Tonite
  • 2 Whatareya?
  • 3 Dumb ’n’ Base
  • 4 Thunderbirds Are Coming Out
  • 5 Been Caught Wankin’
  • 6 Denial Works for Me
  • 7 The Parable of Glenn McGrath’s Haircut
  • 8 I Might Be a Cunt, but I’m Not a Fucking Cunt
  • 9 Yob
  • 10 Great Expectorations
  • 11 A Hard‐Earned Thirst Needs a Big Cold Beer, but I Drink to Get Pissed
  • 12 The Men’s Room
    CD 2
  • 1 [untitled]
  • 2 Describe the Worst Head Job I’ve Had? — Fantastic!
  • 3 [untitled]
  • 4 The Last Australian Guitar Hero
  • 5 [untitled]
  • 6 Kate — Fischer of Men
  • 7 My Brilliant Huntington’s Chorea
  • 8 [untitled]
  • 9 The Apology of the Thai Drug Runner
  • 10 [untitled]
  • 11 Julius Seizure (Act III, Scene II, Verses 73–118)
  • 12 Neighbours — Everybody Loves Good Neighbours
  • 13 [untitled]
  • 14 Opposite Day
  • 15 [untitled]
  • 16 Rebel Without a Paunch
  • 17 [untitled]
  • 18 The Only Thing Stopping Me From Being Happy Is That I’m Not More Depressed
  • 19 [untitled]
  • 20 Professor Derrida Deconstructs
  • 21 Ya Gotta Love That
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