Memoires of Dr. Bliss - текст песни
Memoires of Dr. Bliss
we called it operation friendly because the victims were restricted
nothing got beyond the fence the gifted were extracted for the greater
good we kept it classified we filed survivors under S ran some tests
i served the finest medication i watched them laugh themselves to
death it makes a tidy end we called them holy mercy canvas cause it's
christ who buys the wine he slowly runs his finger down the perforated
spine he takes the time to listen carefully your pain drifts away your
pain drifts away i should know it was me who ran the tests watched you
laugh yourself to death it makes a tidy end the jury all (wore clothes-
picks) the judge was unimpressed there simply was no punishment devised
to suit the hellish inner squirms of the one called Dr. Bliss so they
locked him in his playpen where he's busy playing chess with Napoleon
i stand here unimpressed but i shall laugh myself to death cause it
makes a tidy end it makes a tidy end
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