Song Written in a Romanian Hospital

I wonder, Is this the last time, O Lord?
I wonder, Is this the last time?
The Lord will let you fly in an aeroplane,
But only for so many times,
The Lord will let you fly in an aeroplane,
But only for so many times, O Lord, Only for so many times.
Because people without wings, In giant metal things,
Were never really meant to fly,
So every time I fly in an aeroplane, I wonder, is this the last time?
O Lord, I wonder, is this the last time?
And then I just put it out of my mind,
Young people, I drink to put it out of my mind.
The Lord will let you kill a whiskey bottle,
But only for so many times, The Lord will let you kill a whiskey bottle,
But only for so many times, O Lord, Only for so many times.
Because whiskey on whiskey on whiskey Is risky! (Try to memorize that rhyme.)
So every time I kill a whiskey bottle, I wonder, is this the last time?
O Lord, I wonder, is this the last time?
And then I just put it out of my mind,
Young people, I drink to put it out of my mind.
The Lord will let you lie with a pretty lady,
But only for so many times,
The Lord will let you lie with a pretty lady,
But only for so many times, O Lord, Only for so many times.
Because you might break her heart,
Or you might not get hard,
No matter how hard you try,
So every time I lie with a pretty lady, I wonder, is this the last time?
O Lord, I wonder, is this the last time?
And then I just put it out of my mind,
Young people, I fuck to put it out of my mind.
The Lord will let you check into The Infectious Disease Unit in Brasov,
But only for so many times,
The Lord will let you check into The Infectious Disease Unit in Brasov,
But only for so many times,
O Lord, Only for so many times.