Lyrics
Yeah, we don't wanna do anything to scare your children
That's the last thing we wanna do
We don't wanna scare anybody
Flying high on ether, adrenochrome and reefer
Smiling like a dog with a Treacher Collin's face
Me, I feel fantastic, but I smell like burning plastic
And my mind is as elastic as the fabric of space
I'm far too weird to live
But I ain't too rare to die
Take a good hard look
You can see it in my bloodshot eyes!
They call me Doctor Sunshine
I'll make you feel just fine
I'll write you a prescription for some sunshine in your life!
See, I'm seeing clearly, just ask Timothy Leary
Except for HPPD, which gives me the spook
If I go psychotic, at least it'd be exotic or ironic
Tell me, what would Hunter Thompson do?
I'm far too weird to live
But I ain't too rare to die
Take a good hard look
You can see it in my bloodshot eyes!
They call me Doctor Sunshine
I'll make you feel just fine
I'll write you a prescription for some sunshine in your life!
I'm looking to live
Because I know that I'm going to die
Take a good hard look
You can see it in my dilated eyes!
Wow!
They call me Doctor Sunshine
I'll make you feel just fine
I'll write you a prescription for some sunshine in your life!