Give me the cure that the doctor got Give me a cure that will stick cause now that i’m seeing through clearer eyes Old Lambeth is making me sick, me sick, Old Lambeth is making me sick!
Give me the Cure Give me the Cure!
Cut out my throat and then leave me there to flap like a fish on the deck Give me the peace that the doctor got when that devil done opened his neck, his neck, when the devil done opened his neck!
Give me the Cure Give me the Cure I'd rather be dead Than clear in my head!
Bundle my wife and my children up in a sack and stitch tightly the seams Toss them into the Thames, so their nightmares end and they drown in watery dreams, in dreams, They drown in watery dreams!
Give me the cure Give me the cure I’d rather be dead than clear in my head! Let out my blood in a merciful flood! Give me the cure!
Give me the cure that the doctor got oh pluck me away from this pit. Now he's bathed in light and dressed up in white And we’re stuck in the mud and the shit, the shit, we’re stuck in the mud and the shit.
Give me the cure Give me the cure!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
