Beef Supreme - The Surgeon lyrics

[verse #1] A forest of tongues rooted deep in their sockets dry...silence An army of eyes gazing round for some flaw to spy...violence Twenty-five grand to reattach a retina...(in a) furnace Twenty-five and out, and all the good it's getting you...burn this [chorus] I'm a pro, I'm a surgeon Ice-cold veins, keep on working White-hot pain, feel nothing at all [verse #2] The time I burned the armrest in the Mustang with a cigarette...junked it The test that they gave to see if you were feeling it...flunked it The latest in a series of biggest disappointments yet...waitress Finally get it right, and there's no one left to witness it...hate this [(c) 2012, N. Kwik, L. Perez, K. Watson]