Get him a doctor

A rock number by Ross and Owen and the new band. I love the energy when they play it live. As usual, the words that say what it’s like are at a premium…

Get him a doctor

Well I am waiting for the day
When certainty will rise again
A little wounded boy in shock
And all he knew was only lawless

Get up, get up, get up, you’re dying
Shut up, shut up, shut up I’m fine yeah
Somebody get him a doctor
We’ll never heal the infection
In his soul

Wake up alone, but don’t you do it
You put a gun to your head on Friday
A hurting man he toils for years
Without reward, unrecognised

Get up, get up, get up, you’re dying
Shut up, shut up, shut up I’m fine yeah
Somebody get him a doctor
We’ll never heal the infection
In his soul