Come on, enter my realm

Of general surgery

For the sick and the lame

Begging to be healed

Pentothal and lysthenon

Deliver greatest calm

They all go through my hands

Willingly forced

Yet peaceful in mind

Now let's start to operate

The janitor's next dry

Scalpell, scissors

Hand them over

Pincer, drill

Deliverance is near

Blades cut through the skin

Hooks that hold the organs

I fasten some blood vessels

Burrowing through intestines

Makes me realize, that I'm the best living surgeon

Certified by teachers of my fucking primary school

Oh I'm so sorry

Cut one eye out

But don't worry

Ripped your heart out

I was in a hurry

Yeah, I just save them

From further pain

Hope they won't forget

The one that helped them first

That was me