Plague Doctor from Vol III by The Steady Swagger

Plague Doctor
Music by The Steady Swagger
Lyrics by Mathieu Lacombe

Who? I called the Plague Doctor

Mr. Plague Doctor please don’t go. Don’t paint a red cross upon my door
The white sheet covering my window says your red glass eye cannot see much hope
Mr. Plague Doctor won’t you stay? I need to believe that you can find a way
Your remedies are doing me no good, (I’ve) got mercury on my skin and I’m sweating it out

Plague doctor if you don’t stay, I’ll still be smelling you for miles away
For that big ‘ol beak lashed across your face is filled with herbs and flowers
Covering the stench of the dead
Wax-covered leather layered on your body
And a stiff wooden stick to poke at everybody
I can start to see you’re not much good for me
A mere second rate physician’s what you’ll always be

Hey Plague Doctor don’t you go!
Just stick around I’ve got something to show you
You proved yourself to be worthless, so I’m taking matters into my own hands
I’ll burn this town to the ground!

London’s on fire
I just found the cure
We don’t need you anymore!

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