Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Doctor! Doctor!, artist - The Blood Brothers. Album song This Adultery Is Ripe, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 08.05.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Second Nature
Song language: English
Doctor! Doctor! |
She shacked up with the wrong surgeon. |
Doctor! |
Doctor! |
Yeah, what have you done? |
She slept beneath a blanket of scalpels, |
and woke up with skin, skin like fingernails. |
What pleasure do you crave when sex lacks passion? |
Oh, when the hospital lights are dimmed low? |
She shacked up with the wrong surgeon. |
Doctor! |
Doctor! |
Doctor! |
Doctor! |
This knife cut fashion (this knife cut fashion) |
lacks compassion (lacks compassion), |
but who says being an abomination of human cartilage isn’t a statement? |
(repeart twice) |
Now, cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy. |
cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy. |
cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy. |
Now, cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy. |
Oh, when I see you walking by yourself, |
Yeah, when i see you walking all alone. |
I wanna cut the corners off your lips. |
I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks. |
I wanna wash the geometry off your face. |
I wanna cut the corners off your lips. |
I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks. |
I wanna wash the geometry off your face. |
I wanna cut the corners off your lips. |
I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks. |
I wanna wash the geometry off your face. |
I wanna cut the corners off your lips. |
I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks. |
I wanna wash the geometry off your face. |
Those cosmetics run, run, run like ivory blood burns. |
run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns. |
run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns. |
run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns. |
run, run, run like ivory blood burns, burns, burns. |
You keep coming back to get fucked on the operating table. |
[pennies, doctor, pennies! |
]You keep coming back a different shade of nauseating. |
It’s time to take that face back to the bank |
and count the cash you really make. |