Did you ever hear the tale about evil Dr. Death Instead of curing people, he killed them with his breath When he grabbed you by the balls, and then asked you to cough He would cough right back at you, spreading his slimy stuff
This greeny sticky stuff in combination with his breath Would make you puke your guts out, and lead to certain death Another harmless victim, for Sir Sicko Dr. D But not my way of ding things, I'm sure you all agree
But Dr. D could not care less, cause he's so damn insane He's got his own ideas, about his cure for pain Breathing into someone's face, when you know its smells like shit Is not a nice thing to do, not even for the fun of it
It's filthy, disgusting, it makes your skin crawl The smell of your own vomit, you thought you survived it all But it's just the beginning, of Dr. D's sick game You say "oh God, why me", but for him you're all the same
Complaining dumbass pussy's, annoying helpless pricks Having stupid problems, you need the doc to fix Sure Dr. D will help you, in his own special way He needs to get the job done, he's got some bills to payTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
