[Verse 1]
What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy?
There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy
I've had my lungs checked out with X-rays
I've smelled the hospital hallways

[Chorus]
Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime

[Verse 2]
Times when the day is like a play by Sartre
When it seems a book burning's in perfect order
I gave the doctor my description
I've tried to stick to my prescriptions

[Chorus]
Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffee spoons and T.S. Eliot

[Verse 3]
Maybe if I could do a play-by-playback
I could change the test results that I will get back
I've watched the summer evening pass by
I've heard the rattle in my bronchi
[Chorus]
Someday I'll have a disappearing hairline
Someday I'll wear pyjamas in the daytime

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffee spoons and T.S. Eliot
Afternoons will be measured out
Measured out, measured with
Coffee spoons and T.S. Eliot