| Ah, please don’t inject me, inspect me or protect me,
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| 'Cuz I wont be a problem anymore.
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| I’ll be a good little boy, I’ll be your perfect little toy,
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| But please, don’t inject me anymore!
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| Medication It’s time for your medication.
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| Ah, the needle feels so thick, and these pills they make me sick,
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| So you know I’ll be a good boy here today.
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| And I promise not to run, or go searching for the sun.
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| So please, lock me up and go away!
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| Medication It’s time for your medication.
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| (Don't be difficult now we don’t want to get the doctor do we?)
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| And when I’m old and grey, we will all look back and say;
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| «Oh it’s been such a lovely, lovely day».
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| But don’t be so assured, if you think that I am cured.
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| So inject me once again, for the/that good old days!
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| (Medication) It’s time for my medication! |
| (It's time for your medication).
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| (?) (?)down the hole (hold him down nurse, hold him down). |
| — (?) (?
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| )down the hole |