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Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, and button your coat right to the top, tip from the jar the brain Your good woman is sat down, crying, on the stair Oh Doctor put your gloves on as if you even care about her Get up from your chair You're the only one in the room Oh Doctor please oh please oh please oh please Get up from your chair, get up from your seat Oh Doctor get up get up get up get up get up too long you've been asleep... A carcass in the bedroom, a carcass at the table, and this is all quite upsetting Presents for you all, a flower for your mistress, a complete denial of what's been done done done done get up get up Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, tell the world you love her and tip from the jar the brain Climb to the top of the stair, pausing to reflect on the nature of your disgrace Doctor, what did you expect? Get up get up (Thanks to Chloe for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania