Robbie Williams - Good Doctor
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don't feel proper
I went to the doctor
To get a prescription
I told him little fact
And lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain't got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycontain
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop 'em
I've got all these demons
And I can't stop 'em
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robert Williams take one Adderall
With water in the morning
As if I'm going to take one tablet
I'm Keith Moon, dickhead
He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
You know what Doc
It's alright and all
I just hurt me leg, it's not terminal
But a pain killer could help
For what's wrong with me knee
And i'm a little bit down
From too much tea
Got my own collection
Can't get an erection
If I take 'em too long
They'll fuck me complexion
That's right if I take 'em for
Like more than four days in
A row I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Now if you go to the barber
Shop long enough then you're
Gonna get a hair cut
And if go to the Doctor's regular
Then you got to be a fuck up
Well I've got five or six if I'm at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse
No I never tick that box
And I know that one or two of you
Are going to be really, really cross
But the drugs don't work
Prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and
We've all stopped having it
No raves no more
Just bedside cabinets
Sleepers are great
But don't start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning
We're mad, innit
Take that, take that, innit
He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Know what Doc
It's not like I've been doing
Any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the
Following pills I'd be very, very
Grateful 'cause I feel poorly
So that's
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenorphine
Butorphenal
Adderall
Dorel
Work with me, antidepressants
But not St. John's Wort
'Cause I can get that at Boots!
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright star
No star
I don't feel proper
I went to the doctor
To get a prescription
I told him little fact
And lots of fiction
About a bad back that I ain't got
He tried to sell me faith healing
But I think not
I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycontain
Funky fill the form out
So I can drop 'em
I've got all these demons
And I can't stop 'em
To tell you the truth Doc
I might have a problem
Robert Williams take one Adderall
With water in the morning
As if I'm going to take one tablet
I'm Keith Moon, dickhead
He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
You know what Doc
It's alright and all
I just hurt me leg, it's not terminal
But a pain killer could help
For what's wrong with me knee
And i'm a little bit down
From too much tea
Got my own collection
Can't get an erection
If I take 'em too long
They'll fuck me complexion
That's right if I take 'em for
Like more than four days in
A row I get that haunted look
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills
Give me loads of pills He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Now if you go to the barber
Shop long enough then you're
Gonna get a hair cut
And if go to the Doctor's regular
Then you got to be a fuck up
Well I've got five or six if I'm at a loss
Do I have a history of drug abuse
No I never tick that box
And I know that one or two of you
Are going to be really, really cross
But the drugs don't work
Prescription pills are boss
The glory days are gone and
We've all stopped having it
No raves no more
Just bedside cabinets
Sleepers are great
But don't start dabbing it
The world carries on spinning
We're mad, innit
Take that, take that, innit
He said this one's to take you up
He said this one's to take you down
When I take 'em I don't feel sound
And I look rather round
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
No star
You alright, star
Five star
I don't feel proper
Know what Doc
It's not like I've been doing
Any research or anything
But if you can give me any of the
Following pills I'd be very, very
Grateful 'cause I feel poorly
So that's
Codeine
Morphine
Opium
Methadone
Menocrabedene
Hydroanoxycodeine
Anolodene
Buprenorphine
Butorphenal
Adderall
Dorel
Work with me, antidepressants
But not St. John's Wort
'Cause I can get that at Boots!
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