Track · Oct 2, 2026 · English

PCU Joke Book - Grading on a Curve

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2:24

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English

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[Verse 1 – nimble, conversational; playful restraint, sparse piano and acoustic guitar]

They parked me in the PCU, my gown tied in a bow,

A monitor kept time while the hallway moved too slow.

The nurse came in with questions and a clipboard for the show,

I said, “If this is a quiz, I’d like the answers down below.”

[Pre-Chorus – building amusement; light fiddle responses between phrases]

She tried to keep a straight face; I could see the battle start,

I gave the blood-pressure cuff a name and asked it for its chart.

[Chorus – full band opens up; bright brass, handclaps, harmonies, rowdy communal lift]

Roll on, monitor, roll on, beep your little tune,

There’s a joke for every clipboard making rounds around the room.

When the nurses come around, I’ve got one more in the queue—

I’m stuck here in the PCU, but I’m cracking up the crew!

[Verse 2 – nimble conversational bounce; pull instrumentation back beneath the jokes]

The doctor drew a diagram; I studied it with care,

Then asked if all those arrows meant my organs had a share.

A tray of tiny paper cups stood ready by the door,

I said, “I’ve seen fancier glassware at a county fair before.”

[Pre-Chorus – dry comic setup; tiny pause after “curve?” before tossing off the punchline]

The tech came in to check my stats, serious and composed,

I said, “Are we grading on a curve? ’Cause I’d like that fact disclosed.”

[Chorus – full band; bright brass, handclaps, harmonies, stronger communal energy]

Roll on, monitor, roll on, beep your little tune,

There’s a joke for every clipboard making rounds around the room.

When the nurses come around, I’ve got one more in the queue—

I’m stuck here in the PCU, but I’m cracking up the crew!

[Bridge – warmer and sincere without sentimentality; piano, acoustic guitar, restrained fiddle; gradual rebuild]

Now I know they’ve got a hard shift, long hours on their feet,

So I keep a pocketful of nonsense handy, fresh and sweet.

They bring the care, I bring the punchlines; that’s our little deal—

A laugh can’t fix the whole thing, but it helps the room feel real.

[Brief Instrumental Turn – playful upright piano and fiddle trade phrases; brass teases the chorus melody]

[Final Chorus – biggest arrangement; full ensemble, stronger harmonies, handclaps and brass; joyful communal singalong]

Roll on, monitor, roll on, beep your little tune,

There’s a joke for every clipboard making rounds around the room.

When the nurses come around, I’ve got one more in the queue—

I’m stuck here in the PCU, but I’m cracking up the crew!

Yes, I’m stuck here in the PCU, and they’re laughing with me too!

[Outro – band drops back; dry, knowing vocal; short piano-and-fiddle flourish]

Call my name, I’ll be ready—got a fresh one just for you!

Style

satirical theatrical folk-rockstomping 6/8pianofiddlebrasshandclapswitty maturefemale vocalrowdy singalongenglish

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GeneratedOct 2, 2026

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