Brad Whitford - The Hand That Feeds lyrics

Published

0 135 0

Brad Whitford - The Hand That Feeds lyrics

[Intro] Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor Feel like a old disease [Verse 1] Doctor, doctor, doctor Get your sweet a** off the floor Doctor, doctor, doctor I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore I scream your name into the crowd You feel the flame but you aren't proud Maybe your attitude isn't right So all that's left for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (feeds me) [Bridge] Doctor, doctor, doctor Doctor, doctor, please [Chorus] All things you put me through What the hell you want me to Do all the things that Uncle John needs I am not the dog that bites the hand that feeds me [Verse 2] In the middle of, with a spittle of Et to like birds of a feather When another day, love another way Push, shove, make love, play [Bridge] Never never, never ever Never ever, never ever Na na na na Well Doctor, doctor, doctor Please do a what you can Doctor, doctor, doctor Would you please give my life a hand [Chorus] [Outro] Doctor, doctor, doctor Please, doctor, doctor, please Doctor, doctor, doctor[x5]