Dr. Rock (Live) - Motörhead

All right, all right

I hope you son of bitches see the light

You again, you again

I know you've got a mental age of ten

Listen up, listen up

I wouldn't swap you for a thousand bucks

Come on, you're the one

I think I'm going to switch your lazer on

I've got the medicine you need

I've got the power, I've got the speed

I'll find out how to stop your clock

We sure ain't talking Doctor Spock

Hear me talking, Doctor Rock.

Lay down, turn around

Here come the sister gonna strip you down

Shut up, breathe in

Lets have the address of your next of kin

Chin up, shoulders back

You've got a body like a Marshall stack

Keep still, take your pill

Or I'm gonna make you really ill.

Next please, next please

Try to separate those cowardly knees

X-ray, you've gotta pay

The only chance you've ever got of getting away

Here we are, what's the scar

I don't like anything I've seen so far

Pay me, pay me

I ain't no doctor of philosophy