Fine

I’m fine!
And how are you?
Oh! I’m fine, fine,
Oh! just fine!
I smile all the time,
So I’m real fine.
I’m half paralysed
But I feel just fine,
And my work is paradise
‘Cause I love to analyze.
Oh! It’s fine, fine,
Oh! just fine.
I’ve taken sick leave time
But I’m just fine.
The union that’s been formed?
Well, that’s just fine.
I’m in favour of reform.
Oh! they’ll create a little storm
But I’ll weather it fine.
No, I can’t crack a smile,
But I can run a mile,
So I’m just fine.
And, another week of sick leave,
Well it makes my chest heave.
Oh! I’ll have a little wine
And soon I’ll be fine.
Yes, my mate just left me
But that don’t hurt me.
It had to be
So I agreed.
So,I smile all the time
And everything is fine.
I don’t worry;
I’ll just be happy,
And it’ll work out fine.
I know I slashed my wrists
But please don’t insist.
Oh! I don’t want to die,
And you know I never lie.
Oh! I’m fine, fine, Oh! just fine.
I smile all the time
So I’m real fine.
I’m being evicted,
But, that was expected.
I don’t know where I’ll go,
And anyway, this shack’s too old.
I feel real secure
While I shovel this manure.
Yes, I’m fine, fine!
Really, really, fine!
Oh, just fine!

Cy, 1984?