Tekster: Wildhearts (the). Endless, Nameless. Nurse Maxim.

I've had a drink and a smile in every port of heaven
And from a 5 on the dial I'm at 8, 9, 10 and 11

I've gotta find a way, I've gotta fix me a buzz
I've got a pain like a pain and I want it to stay
Could be yours, could be mine, could be there any time I want

Nurse! Make me well
I come here straight from hell so the ground is yours

I've been through anger, peace and honesty and all I got was patience, yes I did
But the good's getting better and the bad are merely minor frustrations

I've got to find a way to keep the way I find
Cos' the chances are good that it won't let you down
Like maybe drinking with Keef or seeing Dolly Parton's tits

Nurse! Make me well
De-louse me; clean me up 'til I'm free to go

Keep it maximum...

File under 'Lost in the truth somewhere' and you'll find me
I've got my hate and my fear and my hang-ups here to remind me
I gotta climb away, I gotta kick the crust
I've got to think like I do, like I always did
Keeping time for the kind that ain't out to waste time

Nurse! Make me fine
Remind me that there's never been a better time to be alive

To the better times
To the best times
To the bed times
The sheets are getting sticky.

Keep it maximum...