Jonathan
Hes the king of sting, Mr. Morphine my friend
Uncle Slam, medicine man
And Im a junkie with a big King Kong sized Monkey
Crawling up and down my back
Doctor Rockter
Oh, Ill help ya son to rearrange your mind
Oh, Ill help ya son, but ya gotta buy this time
Im your doctor
Jonathan to Doctor
Help me please, oh Doctor help me please
Doctor Rockter, you know I need you
Doctor please, my M.D., fix me in my time of need
But, can ya see the fire thats in my eyes
Jonathan
Its the mirror from the wall, thats on the table
Feeding me little white lies
And Im wasted in a waste land, Im a junk man
I got tombstones in my eyes
Ah, help me Uncle Slam, the beast claims another man
Cocaine, codeine, 714, a tuinol blindfold just what I need
Help me, help me, help me
Help me please, oh Doctor, help me please
Doctor Rockter, you know I need you
Doctor please, my M.D. fix me in my time of need
But, can you see the fire thats in my eyes