Thursday, 8 October 2009

Visit to the doctor No 3

I'm late, I'm late
for a very important date
It's ok, I can wait
I live inside my head

Doc then calls me, doc then calls me
"Are you a risk to your son?
The council told me," council told her ?
I roar I do not run

Doc is nice, doc is nice
she sits and hears me out
My mess is their fault, mess is their fault
I say it do not shout

Come back and see me, back and see me
Doc tells me as I leave
Yes I will, yes I will
What I say you do believe

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