Dr. Piranha Lyrics
| Song | Dr. Piranha |
| Artist | Dog Fashion Disco |
| Album | Committed to a Bright Future |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| he rose up from a toilet | |
| bearing gifts and bleeding from his ass | |
| and from his disinfected mausoleum | |
| he scrubbed his hands | |
| and prepared for surgery | |
| inside the operating room he screamed | |
| i believe this patient is already dead | |
| the nurse laughter echoed through the halls | |
| as the doctor lit a smoke and shook his head | |
| i've discovered another flaw in god sick invention | |
| we have built a time machine to travel through other dimensions | |
| the mercitron engaged the patient in | |
| a defenseless war against mortality | |
| angered by the latest turn of events | |
| the doctor felt he should part company | |
| upon arrival on the planet mars | |
| while waiting for the mothership to come | |
| dr. piranha and his faithful disciples | |
| in orbit searched for a baboon heart | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts | |
| malpractice in the cosmos | |
| the garden of stars is filled with vengeful enemies | |
| assassins and hitmen eagerly await orders | |
| for research subjects to be purchased by the highest bidder | |
| i will be hunted for infinity | |
| detected with a dna radar | |
| theyl watch my every move | |
| the voices in my head will never cease | |
| mocking me over and over and over and over again | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts |
| he rose up from a toilet | |
| bearing gifts and bleeding from his ass | |
| and from his disinfected mausoleum | |
| he scrubbed his hands | |
| and prepared for surgery | |
| inside the operating room he screamed | |
| i believe this patient is already dead | |
| the nurse laughter echoed through the halls | |
| as the doctor lit a smoke and shook his head | |
| i' ve discovered another flaw in god sick invention | |
| we have built a time machine to travel through other dimensions | |
| the mercitron engaged the patient in | |
| a defenseless war against mortality | |
| angered by the latest turn of events | |
| the doctor felt he should part company | |
| upon arrival on the planet mars | |
| while waiting for the mothership to come | |
| dr. piranha and his faithful disciples | |
| in orbit searched for a baboon heart | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts | |
| malpractice in the cosmos | |
| the garden of stars is filled with vengeful enemies | |
| assassins and hitmen eagerly await orders | |
| for research subjects to be purchased by the highest bidder | |
| i will be hunted for infinity | |
| detected with a dna radar | |
| they l watch my every move | |
| the voices in my head will never cease | |
| mocking me over and over and over and over again | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts |
| he rose up from a toilet | |
| bearing gifts and bleeding from his ass | |
| and from his disinfected mausoleum | |
| he scrubbed his hands | |
| and prepared for surgery | |
| inside the operating room he screamed | |
| i believe this patient is already dead | |
| the nurse laughter echoed through the halls | |
| as the doctor lit a smoke and shook his head | |
| i' ve discovered another flaw in god sick invention | |
| we have built a time machine to travel through other dimensions | |
| the mercitron engaged the patient in | |
| a defenseless war against mortality | |
| angered by the latest turn of events | |
| the doctor felt he should part company | |
| upon arrival on the planet mars | |
| while waiting for the mothership to come | |
| dr. piranha and his faithful disciples | |
| in orbit searched for a baboon heart | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts | |
| malpractice in the cosmos | |
| the garden of stars is filled with vengeful enemies | |
| assassins and hitmen eagerly await orders | |
| for research subjects to be purchased by the highest bidder | |
| i will be hunted for infinity | |
| detected with a dna radar | |
| they l watch my every move | |
| the voices in my head will never cease | |
| mocking me over and over and over and over again | |
| we are what we are | |
| we are what we are | |
| christ clones are imprisoned | |
| in slave camps on a planet of trolls | |
| as coal mines and tar pits | |
| are filled with dead astronauts |
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