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alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein

Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people
alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein

Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people
his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people call him an evil man (Dr. Feelgood)
Let him introduce himself real good (Dr. Feelgood)
He's the only one they
alright
He's the one they call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankenstein

Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand (Dr. Feelgood)
Some people
a smile on his pretty world.
Bleeds men dry, doesn't hear them cry,
countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg, Glickstein, Charles, David Smith
they call Dr. Feelgood

He'll tell you, he's the king of these barrio streets
Moving up to Shangri-La
Came by his wealth as a matter of luck
Says he
was a beautiful child,
Dr. Abe Sacrabin sought to it that Kevin was trained by the best in all
Aspects of performing, his voice was golden 
And had
to a tape by slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind burger king
Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the staple
[Isaac Hayes]
See that young blood, comin down the street
Don't be hypnotized by the stride of his feet..
Pickpockets.. streetwalkers.. number runners..
call Dr. Feelgood
He's gonna be your Frankestein!

Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand
Some people call him and evil man
Let him introduce
Charles Gibbs
Words and Music Chris Foster 
Copyright May 3rd 2003


Terror on the high seas wrought by Charles Gibbs
Brandishing his sword in pirate
Alligator man in the Louisiana bayou
About forty-five minutes south of Tippitoe Louisiana
Lived a man called Dr. Mills South and his pretty wife Hannah
corrupting your soul
Barely breathing, recovery by bleeding
But the rot will go, Dr. Sin is in

Your hands are dirtied
By the places that they have been
Those
Let him soothe your soul, just take his hand
Some people call him, some people call him
Some people call him an evil man

He's the one they call Dr
wasn't nice 
But his hand grenades looked very mean 
And the luger down his trousers 
Well that was twice as obscene 

When we touched down in Cuba
wasn't nice 
But his hand grenades looked very mean 
And the luger down his trousers 
Well that was twice as obscene 

When we touched down in Cuba
hangin' out with the dream king

Neil says hi by the way
I don't believe you're leaving cause me and Charles Manson like the same ice cream
I think it's
When the sun goes down and the moon comes up
You can see a lot of things if you look deep enough
It's all around

[Guru]
The city skyline, in
By Robin Williamson

His mother told me everything
She had every reason to lie
Down there in the laundromant
Like his life was tumbling dry
Born
hangin' out with the dream king

Neil says hi by the way
I don't believe you're leaving cause me and Charles Manson like the same ice cream
I think it's
the point of no return
They're piling bodies one by one
Fulfilling all their dreams to come
The prophecy of war that Charles Manson had begun in the hills
the point of no return
They're piling bodies one by one
Fulfilling all their dreams to come
The prophecy of war that Charles Manson had begun in the hills
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms 

Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms 

I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
through the town
The boy jumped aboard and left
Not even a note

In desperation over this disappearance
The old man with arthritic hands tore down his
Circled by arcane and evil books
Scouring them for any hint of knowledge.
Charles, Jim and Will

A father's son who doesn't know his dad
Suddenly he wishes