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The Deportees – The Doctor In Me lyrics
I asked the doctor
Who lives in me
Why my heart's been
Skipping beats
Why I'm almost
Out of breath
What is this sickness
That lives in health?
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
It ain't no fever
No heart attack
No kind of allergy
No broken back
When all is good and
Nothing's well
You get a fever
That lives in health
It's getting moldy
Inside this shell
I'm getting better now
But will I ever get well?
I asked the enemy
Who lives within
When war is ended
Can someone win?
It doesn't matter
How much you know when
Paranoia cuts you open
Cuts you, cuts you, cuts you
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Who lives in me
Why my heart's been
Skipping beats
Why I'm almost
Out of breath
What is this sickness
That lives in health?
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
It ain't no fever
No heart attack
No kind of allergy
No broken back
When all is good and
Nothing's well
You get a fever
That lives in health
It's getting moldy
Inside this shell
I'm getting better now
But will I ever get well?
I asked the enemy
Who lives within
When war is ended
Can someone win?
It doesn't matter
How much you know when
Paranoia cuts you open
Cuts you, cuts you, cuts you
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I don't know how
But if you've got it in you
Give me some peace of mind
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
Oh, my head
You're gonna go places
You're gonna win prizes
I'd trade it all
For the horn of the rhino
And the wings of the dove
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