Charlie Marshall
The Doctor
He gave me the wrong medication
He kept me isolated from the outside nation
He gave me a shot in the arm with a needle
He never let me see the church and the steeple
He wanted me to die in the middle of the night
He wanted me to sing praises to the sky
He never said a word, he just asked questions
He wanted me to give my own suggestions
He kicked me out to the fucking curb
The words he said were quite obsurd
An immigrant doctor with a chip on his shoulder
He didn't think I was ready.. I think he was right
He gave me the wrong diagnosis
He kept me isolated with a deadly prognosis
He gave me a shot in the arm with a needle
He opened the door, and I seen a lot of people
He wanted me to die in the middle of the night
He wanted me to sing praises to the sky
He never said a word, he just asked questions
He wanted me to give my own suggestions
He kicked me out to the fucking curb
The words he said were quite obsurd
Letras de cancionesAn immigrant doctor with a chip on his shoulder
He didn't think I was ready.. I think he was right
Right as right can get
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