Lyrics Dr K - Body Count

Dr K

Prozac attack
Feeling whacked
My damned boss won’t gimme no slack
Disconnected phone
Didn’t get that loan
Seems like everything’s going wrong
Unemployed
Flat broke, outta luck, ain’t got no hope
When it seems like it ain’t no way call up
The doc
He’ll be with you right away
You think your life is tough
(call Kevorkian)
You think your life is tough
(call Kevorkian)
You think you’re out of luck
When you’re had enough
Need some (X)anax
Want some pills, 'cause I don’t like the
Way I feel
Can’t sleep at night
Can’t get no rest
I want the grim reaper as my guest!
Missed my bus
Missed my plane
Life seems like a constant pain
Think it’s bad
Could be worse
Call the doc up
He’ll pick you up in a hearse