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Never Relaxed

Songs of Pain (1981), Early Recordings Volume I (2003)
 
There was this kid named Syd and he was born
Maybe the doctor hit him a little too hard
He just seemed to have gotten off to a bad start
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Big brothers and big sisters 'came lots of attention 
But Syd was a hyperactive kid 
He just never seemed able to sit still 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Unlike the other kids on his block 
Syd never learned how to walk 
He just ran around acting nervous 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

He sat in school in detention 
Drawing funny pictures on the wall
Not a moment of peace did Syd ever find
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Now when Syd discovered masturbation 
He just couldn't keep a good thing down 
But it didn't help much his condition 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Syd signed up for the army 
'Cause he got tired of working in the pottery 
And they sent him over to a foreign country 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Syd met this girl in East Germany 
And she invited him up to her room for some tea 
Then she pulled out a gun and took his money 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

She shot Syd through the head 
And Syd died and went to hell 
And he burned and he burned and he yelled 
I never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed 

Now the Devil said this ain't fair 
'Cause people who come here have had their share of comfort 
So he sat Syd in a reclining chair
But it was an electric chair 
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed 
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed  
 

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Never Relaxed (Songs of Pain)
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Measure: 4/4

There was this kid named Syd and he was born C G | C
Maybe the doctor hit him a little too hard C G | C
He just seemed to have gotten off to a bad start F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Big brothers and big sisters 'came lots of attention C G | C
But Syd was a hyperactive kid C G | C
He just never seemed able to sit still F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Unlike the other kids on his block C G | C
Syd never learned how to walk C G | C
He just ran around acting nervous F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

He sat in school in betension C G | C
Drawing funny pictures on the wall C G | C
Not a moment of peace did Syd ever find F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Now when Syd discovered masturbation C G | C
He just couldn't keep a good thing down C G | C
But it didn't help much his condition F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Syd signed up for the army C G | C
'Cause he got tired of working in the pottery C G | C
And they sent him over to a foreign country F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Syd met this girl in East Germany C G | C
And she invited him up to her room for some tea C G | C
Then she pulled out a gun and took his money F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

She shot Syd through the head C G | C
And Syd died and went to hell C G | C
And he burned and he burned and he yelled F | C
I never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C

Now the Devil said this ain't fair C G | C
'Cause people who come here have had their share of comfort C G | C
So he sat Syd in a reclining chair F | C
But it was an electric chair C G | C
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed F | C
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed C G | C