PLASTIC SURGEON

He's a person of change and he's gonna rearrange you
He's double 'O' gauged if he's got the narrowed mind to
Look straight in his face before it's time erased

CHORUS
He's the plastic surgeon and he carries no burden of guilt inside
He's the plastic surgeon and he carries a bottle of cyanide

He's called many names, he's had phenomenal fame
To him it's a game and millions of souls are destroyed
His product is waste, spring water with a bitter taste

CHORUS

But what do you care about people's welfare
Oh, it's ok, let them feed off the state
All too soon you're ready to say the devil take all later we'll pay