Lyrics The Doctor (Jacksons Studio Demos - October 1981) - Motörhead

I know the way you feel, I know you ain't too good
I know it feels like there's detergent in your blood
But I'm gonna help you, gonna make you feel alright
I'm gonna lift your black depression, help you through the night

I'm your man, you know I'll help you if I can
'Cause I'm the doctor

I see you're desperate, I really sympathise
I see the morbid horror flicker in your eyes
No need to worry, it'll all be over soon
Just get your nasty body into this little room

I'm your boy, I'll make you undulate with joy
'Cause I'm the doctor

Don't get too downhearted, there's a way to help your case
A little hypodermic sends you into outer space
You'll feel much better when you take these little pills
I'm gonna give you 15 bottles, I believe in overkill

Heart attack, you know you're never coming back
'Cause I'm the doctor

One quick examination, won't quit examination
One quick examination, won't quit examination
Sweet warm insemination, you'll no feel desolation
No use in disentigration, just ecstasy sensation
To do some population leads to severe frustration
Come close to the castration, because you know I am the doctor