Socratic. Lunch For The Sky. I Am The Doctor. Zeneszám

Don't come in unless you're going to kiss my feet
Not even the worms can get as low as I get
How can I rest well with my family in the next room
Talking how sad it is, and how expensive I will be

I sleep so sound, so still tonight
Hold me down before I hurt myself
Let me go for a casual stroll
They dress me up in this fancy robe

Undress me doctor please
And don't you love how naked I get at your command
I just saw you weeping in the Triage
Was it the Mrs. and how she's going to leave you?

I sleep so sound, so still tonight
Hold me down before I hurt myself
Let me go for a casual stroll
And dress me up in this fancy robe

Out my window a family picks up their dad
What a touching view I have
My voice gets weaker by the day
She never hears me sing about her

Don't, don't tell the doctor
How little I get to eat
But don't tell the doctor
How rarely I get to sleep
The doctors they are in need of doctors
The doctors they are in need of doctors
The doctors
The doctor they are in need

I sleep so sound, so still tonight
Hold me down before I hurt myself
Let me go for a casual stroll
They dress me up in this fancy robe

They dress me up in this fancy robe
They dress me up in this fancy robe