[VERSE 1] July 7 Something’s off Hands puffed up Ankles hot Weak in the knees Weak in the plot Thought I already had problems Apparently not One-oh-one fever Heartbeat at One-fourteen Thirty breaths in thirty seconds I know how to breathe. Don’t you know what I mean? I guess I don’t know either But here comes the team With a bag and a badge And a bloodstream crime scene Blood says positive Positive what? Group B strep that sounds like a lot Streptococcus agalactiae Try saying that shit When you’re pain staking all day It got in the blood The blood gets around Best transportation For moving uptown [PRE-CHORUS] CRP thirty-six Sed rate eighty-nine White count twenty-one Everything’s fine Everything’s fine! Except the kidneys (stat!) Except the blood (splat!) Except every joint (crack!) Filling up like a flood (snap!) And the little computer says q.S.O.F.A. three Three out of three Hey! It’s all Greek to me! [CHORUS] The body sells its furniture To keep the fucking lights on Take the table Take the chairs Take the ugly couch I live on The body sells its furniture When there’s nothing in the drawer Takes the structure, steals the supports But it still wants more Pawn the silver Burn the lumber We don’t need it anymore It’s not fair and it’s not fun But the body’s got a number one Keep the heart beating Keep the blood moving Everything else can go Everything else can go Light cannibalistic feeding Nothing else is quite worth proving Everything else can go ⸻ [VERSE 2] Hands Wrists Knees Feet Everybody swell Everybody meet Left hand, forearm Elbow joints and feet Ankles got ankles Every I.V. Bag inside me! CT scan Let’s take a peek Cute fluid pocket In the shoulder, ain’t that fucking neat One point three By one point six By three Possible abscess Maybe We’ll see Right side normal Left side mad Bones look good Which is nice, guess I should be glad No clot No vegetation Heart got searched No reservation They checked every room They checked every hall Couldn’t find the bastard So they treated them all Vancomycin Clindamycin Ceftriaxone in the vein Everybody gets a turn Everybody gets a name [CHORUS] The body sells its furniture To keep the fucking lights on Take the table Take the chairs Take the carpet while you’re there Come on The body sells its furniture When the furnace wants some more Take the muscle Take the money Take the hinges off the door It’s not fair and it’s not fun The liquidation has begun Keep the heart beating Keep the blood moving Everything else can go Everything else can go oh oh ⸻ [VERSE 3] Thirty-seven point eight! White blood cells Continue to deviate It’s not a party not a score That’s the immune system yelling Everybody to the floor! Thirty-three Twenty-five Twenty-one Come down slowly Come on, come on You rearrange the ranges When your whole body rearranges The body says Hold up I’m ⸻ [BREAKDOWN] Hemoglobin Eight point four Seven point seven Seven point one Seven Six point five SIX POINT FIVE Well shit The lab calls upstairs Like, hey, is he alive? Don’t walk him today Till he gets to seven Apparently blood Has a minimum for heaven One unit Bring it in Compatible Let’s begin Iron running low Calcium too Platelets doing things Platelets shouldn’t do Severe Protein-calorie Malnutrition That is a phrase With very poor bedside diction Sounds like a landlord Nailing paper to the door EVERYTHING MUST GO Friday through four ⸻ [CHORUS] The body sells its furniture To keep the fucking lights on Take the dresser Take the bed Take the protein Feed the head The body sells its furniture It doesn’t ask you what it’s for There’s a fire sale At the cellular level And everything must go it’s not fair and it’s not fun Put a sticker on my lungs Keep the heart beating Keep the blood moving Everything else can go Everything else can go ⸻ [FINAL CHORUS] The body sold its furniture To keep the fucking lights on Sold the table Sold the chairs Sold damn near everything upstairs The body sold its furniture And somehow kept the power on No fair No fun But apparently we won The blood runs clean The heart still beats The legs relearn the floor And piece by piece And week by week You buy it back once more The body sells its furniture The body buys it back Not all at once Not on demand Not because somebody asks
