Dr. Fucker M.D. (Musical Deviant)

Lyrics

Baby iron cross my heart You know I hope to die If I ain't off the chart From your normal average guy Like some mad nitro meth Kinda psychopath I gotta laugh at death's Meanass deadly wrath Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll emergency Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll M.D They call me Dr. Fucker You might feel a little pinch It's a diesel mothertrucker Solid gold lead pipe cinch Eyes as green as gooseshit Squirtin' acid from my tongue I run with all the whozits And my mainspring's done been sprung Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll emergency Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll M.D Well, nitro-methane brainbats Got their fangs in my vein But medicine for acrobats Alleviates the pain Got to oversize sparkplugs And a gover-mental warning Take two weeks worth of drugs And call me in the morning Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll emergency Calling Dr. Fucker Calling Dr. Fucker Rock'n'roll M.D Spoken: Now, I want you to pop two of these purple pills every three hours, and three of these gelatin capsules every two hours, and I am putting you on a strict regimen of my patented Fucker's Finest Formula Medicine! A [...] elixir and a [...] mixture of spirits of [...] in an exact proportion which I've perfected, for the unfortunate or misdirected... and an 8oz glass of Wild Turkey! *Maniacal laughter*