Luyện nghe bài hát Doctor, Doctor

Doctor, Im plagued with painful malady,
Hes not so a man, hes more like a respiratory disease.
My glands distend, chills in my bones,
My swell and my throat is sore,
And I feel my temperature rise, my temperature rise...
And I my temperature rise, feel my temperature rise...
infect me!

The shortness of breath from his palm on my chest, I a gasp if I can.
He my throat, so I fain an uncontrollable cough that leaves blood on my hands!
I wipe them clean, it leaves on the sheets,
the wont go away! Away! Away!

Lay down instruments, doctor, its futile to start!
Youre stethoscope only prove, the futile beating of my heart!
do not resuscitate, Ive had my fill,
You can the meds, but I wont take the pill,
The syringe penetrates to the bone, to the bone...
The syringe penetrates to the bone, to the bone...
Please me!

The lush, the nausea savoury, cramping sweet,
The fever burns forth, and the coolness of your hands my throat is my only relief!
Dont operate, me off the table
it wont help if I want to be saved! Oh, be saved! Be saved!

Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
me, unbandage me,
Unbandage me, the scabs you made will bind me.