Paroles: Pink Floyd. Take up Thy Stethescope And Walk.

Doctor doctor
I'm in bed.
Doctor doctor
Achin' head.
(Doctor doctor!) Gold is lead.
(Doctor doctor!) Choke on bread.
(Doctor doctor!) Underfed.
(Doctor doctor!) Gold is lead.
(Doctor doctor!) Jesus bled.
(Doctor doctor!) Pain is red.
(Doctor doctor!) Dark doom.
Gruel ghoul, greasy spoon.
Used spoon, June gloom.

Music seems to help the pain,
seems to motivate the brain.
Doctor, kindly tell your wife
that I'm alive,
flowers thrive,
Realise,
Realise,
Realise......