There goes Dr. Sawbones
Creeping down the alleyway
Looking for a victim
The game of chance underway

He is bidding his time
Fleeting through the cabaret
Searching for a subject
To bring about their judgment day.

There goes Dr. Sawbones
Slipping through the [bad word] Peering through your windows
Conspiring for your blood

He is stalking the night
Just as happy as can be
Waltzing through the graveyard
Praying for a entity

There is this longing for blood
That I am trying to quench
There is this yearning for pain
That is forever entrenched

There is this spot on my soul
And it will [bad word] clean
There is this flaw in my brain
That is far from serene

There goes Dr. Sawbones
Readying his [bad word] Making sure they’re razor sharp
They have dark deeds to dispense

He is raising the stakes
Broadening his dossier
In this game of cat and mouse
He will take your breath away

There goes Dr. Sawbones
Engaging in his nightly hunt
Strolling down the dirty streets
Judging which soul to confront

He is haunting the town
Drifting through the corridors
Disappearing in the fog
Watch your back lest you be gored

There is this longing for blood
That I am trying to quench
There is this yearning for pain
That is forever entrenched

There is this spot on my soul
And it will [bad word] clean
There is this flaw in my brain
That is far from serene

Oh look, [bad word] the doctor now
Dressed to the nines and on the prowl
An attaché case in his hands
And dark thoughts of devious plans

He’s the perfect picture of
charismatic gentleman
Magnetic and debonair
Chivalrous and spirited

But once he’s got you in his sights
That’s when the delirium ignites
Madness quickly takes control
And villainy engulfs his soul

Pray you never cross his path
Steal a glance and incite his wrath
His dashing demeanor gives way
And [bad word] out to play