26/02/2018
The rehearsal tape of one of our original compositions. This song describes about the different kinds of doctor-patient interactions; ranging from harmless flea bites to life-and-death situations and the emotional roller-coaster that he/she has to face with each interaction. Enjoy and share!
"That other day,
I was on my desk with you
You came to stay
Cause it was really true
You were skin and bones
Your body like a stone
Death in your eyes almost ready for demise
But I'll still work it out...
Cause we are the keepers of our oath,
And we sweat, we toll through the night
Striving to be right
And you smile or you cry
And you live or you die
In your anger that you swear
Or you moan in despair
We carry on, through time..
That other day,
I was on my desk alone
T'was the third of may
You said you were very prone
To the pricking bites,
of your own friendly mites
We both laughed out like its a joke
But i'll still work it out...
Cause we are the keepers of our oath,
And we sweat, we toll through the night
Striving to be right
And you smile or you cry
And you live or you die
In your anger that you swear
Or you moan in despair
We carry on...through time..
*guitar solo*
Yea...yea..yeah...yeah..yea..yeah
You smile..you cry..you live..you die..
You smile..you cry..we carry on....
through time..."