Song | Dr. Sin Is In |
Artist | Lordi |
Album | Deadache |
作曲 : Amen, Kita, Mr. Lordi | |
Strapped on the table | |
The operation begins | |
Caught in the fable | |
The doctor is in | |
The doctor is in - The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us | |
Stained, cyan wall tiles | |
They form a pattern of snakes | |
Hissing like a reptile | |
His instruments are awake | |
The light's mesmerizing | |
Glowing through the haze | |
The fear is paralyzing | |
Smile on his face all ablaze | |
The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us, the doctor is in | |
The cure is screaming | |
One helluva healing | |
Cut out the cancers | |
Corrupting your soul | |
Barely breathing | |
Recovery by bleeding | |
But the rot will go | |
Dr. Sin is in | |
Your hands are dirtied | |
By the places that they have been | |
Those eyes are filthied | |
Because of sins they shouldn't have seen | |
The heart's contaminated | |
Rotten to the core | |
This fould brain is tainted | |
By the impure thoughts and uproar | |
The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us, the doctor is in | |
The cure is screaming | |
One helluva healing | |
Cut out the cancers | |
Corrupting your soul | |
Barely breathing | |
Recovery by bleeding | |
But the rot will go |
zuò qǔ : Amen, Kita, Mr. Lordi | |
Strapped on the table | |
The operation begins | |
Caught in the fable | |
The doctor is in | |
The doctor is in The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us | |
Stained, cyan wall tiles | |
They form a pattern of snakes | |
Hissing like a reptile | |
His instruments are awake | |
The light' s mesmerizing | |
Glowing through the haze | |
The fear is paralyzing | |
Smile on his face all ablaze | |
The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us, the doctor is in | |
The cure is screaming | |
One helluva healing | |
Cut out the cancers | |
Corrupting your soul | |
Barely breathing | |
Recovery by bleeding | |
But the rot will go | |
Dr. Sin is in | |
Your hands are dirtied | |
By the places that they have been | |
Those eyes are filthied | |
Because of sins they shouldn' t have seen | |
The heart' s contaminated | |
Rotten to the core | |
This fould brain is tainted | |
By the impure thoughts and uproar | |
The doctor is in | |
Oh God help us, the doctor is in | |
The cure is screaming | |
One helluva healing | |
Cut out the cancers | |
Corrupting your soul | |
Barely breathing | |
Recovery by bleeding | |
But the rot will go |