Tell The Doctor Lyrics

You've got to tell the doctor to believe me.
We'll make it real
We'll make it real
We'll make it real
no no no no no no no no no no
You've got to tell the doctor to believe me.
We'll give it form
We'll give it form
We'll give it form
no no no no no no no no no no
He gets good medicine from the gears.
Good medicine from the gears.
Good medicine from the gears
no no no no no no

You've got to tell the pusher to believe me
He'll make it ease-
He'll make it ease-
He'll make it easy
no no no no no no no no no no
You've got to tell street dealer to amaze me.
He's got a gun
He's got a gun
He's got a gun
bang bang bang bang
gun gun gun gun gun
He brings bad medicine from the back
Bad medicine from the back
Bad medicine from the back.
The back of the class!
Bad medicine from the back.
no no no no no no

Yeah
Alright
You've got to quench it to do it right
I sing no,
No doubt,
You've got to fool it to put it up, c'mon
Yeah
Alright
You've got to quench it to do it right
I sing no,
No doubt
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You've got to tell the preacher to forgive me
Fuck!
Don't wanna boing
Don't want to boing
Don't want to boing
boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing boing
You've got to tell the preacher to forgive me
I said!
He'll make me bleed
He'll make me bleed
He'll make me bleed
bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed bleed
He cooks Christ's medicine in his cock
Keeps Christ's medicine in his cock
Christ's medicine in his cock
boom boom da da da da