Ball Park Music - Doctor (The Memory-Preserving Image Box) lyrics

Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none I appreciate your concern but you gotta keep me up on the town Zed keeps calling, calling me back, making more mess there And I leave home in huge fits of rage and you keep crying Said, Doctor, tell me am I short of cheer or is it her that needs fixing? A remedy, a remedy, I need a magic potion Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none Ooh... Father told me how to change a tyre and how to tie my shoes up tight He instructed everywhere productive, every day and every night Another time I pray to God and he preys on my failures Cause I can hardly call the things I can say, something about another ? ("Can you just put 'em here, son?") A remedy, a remedy, I need a magic potion Cause Mother called me, and told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe you've got none And could you tell me what do I need? Give me something interesting, I'll do it please Give me some instructions, one two and three Give me something real to touch, give me something real Mother called me, told me no lies, and said, "come home, son" Doctor tell me, what is my problem, maybe I've got none Ooh...