Dr. Thodt
He loves me on the operating table
A filthy mask filtering
No reflection there
In those sunken diamonds eyes
Reaching out from the cold
Dr. Thodt
His smile stretches for a mile
Across his bloody mask
Down the white coat spilling
I need treatment
Reaching out from the cold
Dr. Thodt
Hit On The Head
by Micky Dolenz
She's a wonderful lady
And she's mine all mine
And there doesn't seem a way
That she won't come and lose my mind.
It's too easy humming songs
To a girl in yellow dress
It's been a long time since the party
And the room is in a mess.
The four kings of E.M.I.
Are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk
And a valet at the door.
He reminds me of a penguin
With few and plastered hair,
There's talcum powder on the letter
And the birthday boy is there.
Why don't you cut your hair?
Why don't you live up ther
She's a wonderful lady
And she's mine all mine
And there doesn't seem a way
That she won't come and lose my mind.
It's too easy humming songs
To a girl in yellow dress
It's been a long time since the party
And the room is in a mess.
The four kings of E.M.I.
Are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk
And a valet at the door.
He reminds me of a penguin
With few and plastered hair,
There's talcum powder on the letter
And the birthday boy is there.
Why don't you cut your hair?
Why don't you live up ther