You enter, step in the room, four, five   My over compressed thoughts and ways make you get live   You are the patient, and I, your black doctor,   Medical bill, insurance, cast in the ceiling.   Dioxalyn fingerprints here ever since   I got my white suit pressed, out the cleaners,   X-Ray shades, with hard shoes and some razor blades   Who's the brother that's sick, and needs the operation?   Bullets removed from your head, grand central station   I gotta cut off your ear, first behind your neck   Rip out your stomach, and open rectums and dissect   Shine the light inside, roaches crawling in your throat   I don't have tools, my hammer's gone, my drill is broked      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The - the doctor   the-the, the doct   the - the docto..   the - the doc, the doc      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The - the doctor   the-the, the doct   the - the docto..   the - the the doc      Watching people vomit green, my po-lig, my lizard pills   My office in Berbick, I hide the bodies in Beverley Hills.   Seeking Kimbles and bits, a girl with small tits   Talking to herself, her dog, and having rabid fits   Green fly soup is on the way from the kitchen, troop   Looking at T.B, tuberculous on the window post   Ten dead dogs, a brown fox in the comatose   With no reps, I put more needles in they kneecaps   Some primitive screws, and my, yes and perhaps   A little sprinkle of Clorox, in their vocal box   Some Pepto-Bismol, Pepsi-Cola, pack of Pop Rocks   Mixin' all together with bugs, to change the weather,   You be coughing blue, with eyes like Mr. Magoo   Straight up cartoon, you're bound to fall out real soon.      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The - the doctor   the-the, the doct   the - the doc, the doc, the doc      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The doc, the doc   doc, the doc   The doc, the doc   doc, the doc      As you come in it bright, you ride the orange ambulance   Look in windows of hell see the mental patients dance   Doin' six and seven, steps ladies yells dance   Upside downside, the wall flying through the hall   Mysteries with yellow bees they fly, sting your face   You out there bumps, caught up with a acne case   Plastic surgery, your lawyer now refer to me   Giving you sketches, exquisite pictures of the gill man   What's the matter, are you happy? Nah you're ill man   Standin' back, you choose a ticket,   My spiritual laws of vitamins will turn your face wicked   You're invited to ride the glide to your homicide      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The - the doc   the doc, doc doc   the - the doc, the doc      I'm the doctor,   You wait on the waiting list,   Patients been here since this morning I dismiss.   The doctor   Doc   the the doc, the the doc      See you   The doc, the, the doc