talking crazy surgeon blues

[c_andywarhol_a]

I spent the night at a surgeons house,
woke up quickly with my guts sewn out.
Turned to my wife and underneath her blouse,
she was opened, cut up and her bones had sprout.

I stood up quite slowly considerin ma pain,
and very soon after, the surgeon came in.
My wife woke up and collapsed again,
and just like before it was both me and him.

He shuffled towards the bed with scapple in hand,
but lucky for me and honey he was a near sighted man.
His eyes gave and gave, as his mind did cave,
cause he was up all night cuttin me and honey with blades.

He fell to the floor, then swore,
I grabbed honey and went for the door.
I looked back like you never should do,
and shortly after out the door the surgeon flew.

He rattled as he ran and quickly caught up,
And luck for us he ran through a puddle of blood.
He slipped and had no chance to grab a rail,
and like a frail old man he stupidly fell.

so we got out and alerted the news,
of the freind we made and his grotesque abuse.
They told me and honey before even closing our mouths,
thats what you get for staying at a surgeons house.