Give me the cure

That the doctor got

Give me a cure that will stick

'Cause now that I'm seeing through clearer eyes

Old lambeth is making me sick

Me sick

Old lambeth is making me sick

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Cut out my throat and then leave me there

To flap like a fish on the deck

Give me the peace that the doctor got

When that devil done opened his neck

His neck

When the devil done opened his neck

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

I'd rather be dead

Than clear in my head

Bundle my wife and my children up

In a sack and stitch tightly the seams

Toss them into the thames so their nightmares end

And they drown in watery dreams

In dreams

They drown in watery dreams

Give me the cure give me the cure

I'd rather be dead than clear in my head

Let out my blood

In a merciful flood

Give me the cure

Give me the cure that the doctor got

Oh pluck me away from this pit

Now he's bathed in light and dressed up in white

And we're stuck in the mud and the sh*t

The sh*t

We're stuck in the mud and the sh*t

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure

Give me the cure