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Listen doctor I have pain
that grows inside myself
shelf me please
I just can’t ease the pain
I need some drugs to help
ah pollution fills my lungs
and convolution fills my mind
ah my legs do ache
I contemplate
that living’s less than fine
my spine does tingle
when I think of being
freed from this curse
but what is worse I feel
life is a bubble
blown until it’s burst
oh doctor I am desperate
to get rid of this feeling
oh doctor I am desperate
for some good soul healing

The doctor turned and gave a grin
and reached into his bag
but instead of an injection
got a record with a tag
that said listen to this daily
with hip shaking and such things
then he puts the record in
grabs a mic and starts to sing
you need some

One four five
to make you high to make you high
to make you high to make you high
when heaven falling from the sky
to make you high to make you high

Doctor I am feeling better
what was that you sang
did you write it or recite it
or just steal it from a band
ah my bones are feeling stronger
and my spirit’s feeling fresh
ah that dose of 145 has put the life
back in my breath
‘yes yes yes’ the doctor said
then he sat me down and say
‘young man don’t think I wrote
these chords they’re written in
your brain’
and when you hear them
there’s a shakedown that begins within
the mind
cos these three chords make people
feeling better all the time ah
they keep repeating
like a scratch on a cd
but it’s quality cos these three harmonies
breed positivity
protecting against insanity
of modern insecurities
believe me when I tell you
all you need is to be hearing all that

One four five
to make you high to make you high
to make you high to make you high
when they said what and you said why
to make you high to make you high

The doctor turned and gave a grin
and reached into his bag
but instead of an injection
got a record with a tag
that said listen to this daily
with hip shaking and such things
then he puts the record in
grabs a mic and starts to sing
you need some

One four five
to make you high to make you high
when you could not count to pi
when you’re told you can’t fly
to make you high to make you high

times like these you need some
One four five .... hhhuuummnn
Listen doctor I have pain    that grows inside myself    shelf me please    I just can’t ease the pain    I need some drugs to help    ah pollution fills my lungs    and convolution fills my mind    ah my legs do ache    I contemplate    that living’s less than fine    my spine does tingle    when I think of being    freed from this curse    but what is worse I feel    life is a bubble    blown until it’s burst    oh doctor I am desperate    to get rid of this feeling    oh doctor I am desperate    for some good soul healing       The doctor turned and gave a grin    and reached into his bag    but instead of an injection    got a record with a tag    that said listen to this daily    with hip shaking and such things    then he puts the record in    grabs a mic and starts to sing    you need some       One four five    to make you high to make you high    to make you high to make you high    when heaven falling from the sky    to make you high to make you high       Doctor I am feeling better    what was that you sang    did you write it or recite it    or just steal it from a band    ah my bones are feeling stronger    and my spirit’s feeling fresh    ah that dose of 145 has put the life    back in my breath    ‘yes yes yes’ the doctor said    then he sat me down and say    ‘young man don’t think I wrote    these chords they’re written in    your brain’    and when you hear them    there’s a shakedown that begins within    the mind    cos these three chords make people    feeling better all the time ah    they keep repeating    like a scratch on a cd    but it’s quality cos these three harmonies    breed positivity    protecting against insanity    of modern insecurities    believe me when I tell you    all you need is to be hearing all that       One four five    to make you high to make you high    to make you high to make you high    when they said what and you said why    to make you high to make you high       The doctor turned and gave a grin    and reached into his bag    but instead of an injection    got a record with a tag    that said listen to this daily    with hip shaking and such things    then he puts the record in    grabs a mic and starts to sing    you need some       One four five    to make you high to make you high    when you could not count to pi    when you’re told you can’t fly    to make you high to make you high       times like these you need some    One four five .... hhhuuummnn
 
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