Doctor Skinner's Surgery

In the cobbled streets of London town
In a surgery deep underground
You'll find the good doctor now gone bad
The curious and howling mad Doctor Skinner

Doctor Skinner's surgery

Have you ever wanted an extra pair of hands
Or eyes in the back of your head?
I know of a doctor who could lend a hand
With a little help from the dead
The doctor does it for the love of science
But it's taken him down a peg
You won't be paying through the nose
But it could cost an arm and a leg

Doctor Skinner's surgery

He's friends with the local hangman
He helps the men escape the noose
He promises their sins will be forgiven
If he puts them to good use
Don't ask too many questions
He goes out with a shovel at night
Where an unsuspecting donor
Will meet their awful plight

Doctor Skinner's surgery

Have you every wondered what's at the back of your mind?
He'd love to pick your brain
A simple lobotomy procedure
To relieve the memories of pain
Black smoke rises from chimney high
As he goes to work each night
You'd better stay away from there
Lest you catch your death of fright

Doctor Skinner's surgery



Credits
Writer(s): Shane Fell
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