Lyrics

I am the doctor and I Keep you mutilated and I Keep your body perverted and I'm Lost in inertia You're getting better You seem to be improving But there's never gonna be a cure But you're definitely getting better I am the doctor and I Keep you mutilated I keep you mutilated So here's the future Lab rats of leisure In the name of science It gives little resistance To push a theory Let me pose a question Are you willing to die for A lucrative infection? And I am the doctor and I Keep you mutilated I keep you mutilated You read the paper It lies in bold face You strangely feel safer Allergic to the ink It smells like poison A new elixir A trace of death Most becoming the victor And I am the doctor I keep you mutilated I keep you mutilated