Music to Operate By
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Recent medical studies prove that during operations
Music in the background creates a calm sensation
Doctors' blood pressures drop while spirits tend to rise
Keeping all hands steady, keeping a sharpness to the eyes
I worked in a hospital before I worked in music
I've got the experience, now here's my chance to use it
Next time I find myself going under the knife
I've got a song to sing which might prolong my life
Good morning, doctor
I trust you are sober
I have been dreading this encounter for a long time
My best friend is a lawyer
No, not in malpractice
But he's got friends of friends who are, so please keep that in mind
Oh, let's get in a happy space all filled with happy thoughts
Don't think about the Mazda Miata that your ex-wife just bought
Clear your mind of that divorce
The kid's fancy tuition, that hoped-for horse
And coming to this job with all this pressure on your head
Just remember if you screw this up
That I'll come back and haunt you when I'm dead
Good morning, scrub nurse
I hope you like your verse
It's about how you are overworked and underappreciated
The doctors get the glory while you do all the gory stuff
And today you get to assist the geeky doctor that you once dated
Oh, let's get in a happy space all filled with happy thoughts
Don't think about the ugly breakup, how you and he fought
Don't think about the rude remarks
The busted ego, the broken heart
Then seeing him again has the world crashing down on you
Just remember if you screw this up
That I'll come back and haunt you too
Oh, can't you feel the love in the air? (Can't you feel the love?)
Can't you feel the love in the air? (Can't you feel the love?)
Oh, it must be great to get to operate
On sensitive patients like me who care about you
And all your stupid little petty problems
Which you should have left outside the door
Because right now all you should be
Thinking about is me, me, me, me, me
Last but not least
Good morning, anesthesiologist
Remember drugs are dangerous and can do us harm
I don't like the look on your face
You're not in a happy space
I don't like that needle
Why is it sticking in my arm?
One hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight
No, I don't feel any different
Why are you three laughing now and dancing 'round my bed?
Why does it feel like I have puffballs in my head?
Seventy-one, forty-two
No different
Just be careful with me
It's my right, no, it's my left knee
Or maybe it's my kidney or my spine
Forty-eh
I just hope this little song has put you in a very happy state of
Blue Cross, why do you ask?
Mine