I'm sick docter, please give me allieve 

My heart is too heavy on this Christmas Eve

Everything aches and my vision is blurred

Cold is my soul you can be assured

Son you're quite right you are feeble and sick

I will prescribe you free antedotes quick

Take ten of these and fifteen of those

You'll be back to good health from your head to your toes

Doctor these pills have not helped me at all

I feel as though they've caused my spirits to fall

This pill caused me to vomit and has taken my dignity

this one wrenched from my hands my virginity  

Stop talking nonsense your in the 21st age

You should feel lucky these pills are the rage

I am the doctor and trust I know best

I've given your generation no reason to stress 

if you say so doctor I will go on

to live off these pills from day untill dawn 

if you say my health's strait that what can I argue

there's no way your lying to my face doctor are you 

i have a void that seems to..

WHY would I lie do you see my attire?

The car that I drive and those who admire

me and my looks you could never so question

these pills and excitement are all my profession

but doctor, i still.. 

BUT NOTHING son your fine how you are

I know what I'm doing yes I'll  get you far 

so take everything that myself has to give

and do what thou will, just live baby live.