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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 pay