Ewing Sarcoma
By James Y. Shih
Ewing's not a friend of mine
He sits on your lower spine
He came out for the summertime
To take some of your time
I called you the other day
"Tell Ewing to go away"
Like a bad guest, he overstays
And sits on your bed
Ewing Sarcoma
He's been making you feel ill, we'll kill him together
Ewing Sarcoma
He'll be leaving soon and soon you'll get better
I heard on another day,
You're going through chemotherapy (chemo)
Sounds kinda bomb
Like Michael Rosenbaum
You are two in a million
You've got talent, you've got feeling (you’ve got feeling)
Across the sea I wrote this song to give you some healing (not sexual)
Ewing Sarcoma
He's been making you feel ill, we'll kill him together
Ewing Sarcoma
He'll be leaving soon and soon you'll get better.
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/Bridge\
Ewing Sarcoma
He's been making you feel ill, we'll kill him together
Ewing Sarcoma
He'll be leaving soon and soon you'll get better.
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