Things keep getting caught in my throat
Then my face turns blue as I choke
I throw my arms up as I kick back my chair
And I gag and gasp as I breath for air

I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim
My face the color of plum
I am just a choking victim

Things keep getting caught in my throat
Then my face turns blue as I choke
Dr. Heimlich often saves me from death
His maneuver often restarts my breath
But this time he is nowhere to be found
And I choke and I choke until I hit the ground
Then I'm just a dead lazy bum...
I am just a choking victim

I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim
My face the color of plum
I am just a choking victim

Many times I choke on poison fumes or food
It is a bad feeling, so I'm in a bad mood
A chicken bone, agent orange, zyklon-B, mustard gas;
It only burns for a minute, then it knocks you out fast
The oxygen halted, can't reach my brain anymore
So then your sense is cut off and then you hit the floor
Then I'm just a dead lazy bum
I am just a choking victim!
I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim
My face the color of plum
I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim
I am just a choking victim
My face the color of plum
I am just a choking victim