Dead On Arrival Lyrics - John Wesley Harding

They gave me doses of dioxide 

Started coughing constantly 

Nursed inside my wounded pride 

Poisoned arrow in my knee 

Then they stood around my bed 

Said I was getting on famously 

A faceless man in a TV van 

Reprogrammed my naivety 

I met you sparring in a corner 

And you spat right in my face 

People say it looks like tears 

Because they'll have seen the trace 

And they take it as their job of work 

To put me right back in my place 

And I pretend that I wanna be 

A contender in the human race 

Now when you hit me 

I don't cry 

The only thing that remains for me 

Is to learn how I can say goodbye 

Cos I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

You know I thought that this was mist 

But now I guess it is pollution 

Caused by an economy of half-truths 

And the resulting confusion 

You sign a form the day you're born 

That commits you to collusion 

With society's special standards 

And its optical illusions 

Someone says you're still alive 

Gives you great expectations 

But now you know you're dead inside 

Cos you feel no shock vibrations 

Now you must control yourself 

You can always cheat at patience 

Soon I'll be right in the dog house 

Food for FBI alsations 

Now when you hit me 

I don't cry 

The only thing that remains for me 

Is to learn how I can say goodbye 

Cos I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

I'm ready, steady, dead on arrival 

Dead on arrival