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My head heavy with cares
My body weary with wars
My soul went for a space walk
Does anybody know what I'm looking for?
Forgot to ask the pauper as I passed

Lost in an endlesss list of not to do
And no body putting in for you.
Hold that muzzle bite it tight
Chew the expletives till they runnin
Down your mouth and wipe off your chin.

Wait for it, wait for it - begin
Pull in the space walk string
every dot point is a tardis remember that
Also remember you're the only doctor on the lot.
Fix it dear doctor you're the only chance we got!

Fix it yourself dear lazer, dear lazer
With what shall I fix it dear doctor, with what shall I fix it?
Use your damn brain this a bloody war space walk, sidewalk
Cut the small talk. do something real you bloody big heal,
If only I could say that, alas i'd have help... No such luck this is the deal.

Push forward onward where no man has gone before because a woman hasn't showed him how to do it. If only I had a Richard short would do then I'd get paid 20 grand extra and tell you what to do dear lazer and I would be the doctor by title with a phd that counts the same as yours.