letra de lister, joseph (1827-1912) - artichoke
oh no, don’t you go
to hospital
they don’t seem to know
about little-
[?] microbe
gonna give you disease
oh no, don’t you go
to hospital
something’s always
growing here
something’s always
on the prowl
hey fools, wash your tools
in acid
gangrene seems to be
in fashion
[?] microbe
gonna give you disease
hey fools, wash your tools
in acid
something’s always
growing here
something’s always
on the prowl
no one understand
but lister
surgeons, wash your hands
hey, mister!
[?] microbe
gonna give you disease
no one understand
but lister
something’s always
growing here
something’s always
on the prowl
joseph lister
washed his hands
joseph lister
he understands
if you lose an arm, no trouble
they’ll do more good than harm, no trouble
they take care of the microbes, they keep the bandages clean
if you lose an arm, no trouble
if you break your head, no trouble
if someone says you’re dead, no trouble
if you got the plague, no trouble
if they say you’re insane, no trouble
if you break your nose, no trouble
if you-
no trouble
joseph lister
washed his hands
because joseph (unstable laughter)
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