Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, and button your coat right to the top, tip from the jar the brain
Your good woman is sat down, crying, on the stair
Oh Doctor put your gloves on as if you even care about her
Get up from your chair
You're the only one in the room
Oh Doctor please oh please oh please oh please
Get up from your chair, get up from your seat
Oh Doctor get up get up get up get up get up too long you've been asleep... A carcass in the bedroom, a carcass at the table, and this is all quite upsetting
Presents for you all, a flower for your mistress, a complete denial of what's been done done done done get up get up
Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, tell the world you love her and tip from the jar the brain
Climb to the top of the stair, pausing to reflect on the nature of your disgrace Doctor, what did you expect? Get up get up