Lyrics The Horrors

The Horrors

Horrors' Theme

Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains

And button your coat right to the top, tip from the jar the brain, oh oh oh

Your good woman is sat down, crying on the stair

Doctor put your gloves on as if you even care about her

Get up from your chair, you're the only one in the room

Doctor please, oh please, oh get up, get up, get up, get up, get up

Get up from your chair, get up from your seat

Oh doctor get on out of it, now get up to what you've been asleep

Get up

A carcass in the bedroom, a carcass at the table

This is all quite upsetting

Presents for you all, a flower for your mistress

And a complete denial of what's been done, done, done, done, done

Done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done

Get up, get up

Get up, get up

Oh, get up

Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains

Tell the world you love her and tip from the jar the brain, oh oh oh oh oh

Climb to the top of the stair, pausing to reflect

On the nature of your disgrace doctor, what did you expect? Oh oh oh oh

Get up to your chair, get up to your seat

Oh doctor get on out of it, now too long you've been asleep

Get up

A carcass in the bedroom, a carcass at the table

This is all quite upsetting

Presents for you all, a flower for your mistress

And a complete denial of what's been done, done, done, done, done

Done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done, done

Get up, get up

Get up, get up

Get up

Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains

And button your coat right to the top and tip from the jar the brain

Get up, get up

Get up, get up