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Listen doctor |
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I have painthat grows inside myselfshelf me please |
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I just can't ease the pain |
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I need some drugs to helpah pollution fills my lungsand convolution fills my mindah my legs do ache |
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I contemplatethat living's less than finemy spine does tinglewhen |
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I think of beingfreed from this cursebut what is worse |
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I feellife is a bubbleblown until it's burstoh doctor |
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I am desperateto get rid of this feelingoh doctor |
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I am desperatefor some good soul healing |
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The doctor turned and gave a grinand reached into his bagbut instead of an injectiongot a record with a tagthat said listen to this dailywith hip shaking and such thingsthen he puts the record ingrabs a mic and starts to singyou need some |
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One four fiveto make you high to make you highto make you high to make you highwhen heaven falling from the skyto make you high to make you high |
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Doctor I am feeling betterwhat was that you sangdid you write it or recite itor just steal it from a bandah my bones are feeling strongerand my spirit's feeling freshah that dose of 145 has put the lifeback in my breath'yes yes yes' the doctor saidthen he sat me down and say'young man don't think |
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I wrotethese chords they're written inyour brain'and when you hear themthere's a shakedown that begins withinthe mindcos these three chords make peoplefeeling better all the time ahthey keep repeatinglike a scratch on a cdbut it's quality cos these three harmoniesbreed positivityprotecting against insanityof modern insecuritiesbelieve me when |
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I tell youall you need is to be hearing all that |
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One four fiveto make you high to make you highto make you high to make you highwhen they said what and you said whyto make you high to make you high |
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The doctor turned and gave a grinand reached into his bagbut instead of an injectiongot a record with a tagthat said listen to this dailywith hip shaking and such thingsthen he puts the record ingrabs a mic and starts to singyou need some |
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One four fiveto make you high to make you highwhen you could not count to piwhen you're told you can't flyto make you high to make you hightimes like these you need some |
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One four five .... hhhuuummnn |