| Lyrics: | Dr. Jack
Was a quack
Named Kevorkian.
And he worked
In a shack
Up in
Michegan.
If you're sick,
Dr. Jack
Doesn't make you healthy.
If you're
practically
Dead, he could
End it with glee.
The cops couldn't stop
Jack;
They tried, tried, tried...
The geezers in his shack just
Died, died, died,
died, died...
But they couldn't stop Jack
Or the I.V. dripping.
And they
couldn't prevent Jack
From killing grannies. |