The Veterans say there's a remedy for every ailment
For ringworm, ringworm and getting worms out
For asthma and spray poo and the pain in your neck
To leave fleas and lice on your pubis poor
Give a tip for the pains
Please give a tip old top
A tip for the fidgety
Hypothalamus in my brain
Give a tip for my wife 's mouth
The debt collector here in front of my gate
Give a tip for my gambling fever
My inability, my despair
The Veterans say there is a tip for every ailment
Yes, every old plum has its own story
'How to keep your hair shiny'
'What to do if your feet stink'
Give a tip please old top for my smoking
My rogue freed
Give a tip to the pulsing, steaming
Itchy self-blame
Give a tip old man to my life plan
The price of snow, the new century
Give a tip to the writhing
Amiglaeda in my brain
Give a tip to my wife's mouth
The debt collector at my gate
Give me a tip for my gambling fever
My inability, my despair
Give a tip for the pains
Give a tip please old top
A tip for the fidgety
Hypothalamus in my brain
SÃȪ my Faithful Gray Earth what are you doing
If a crying woman comes to kiss you at night?
When shadowy children in your room come to play
And share their sweets with you in nursery rhymes?
Tell me Calcified Quack what shall we drink
To cure the silhouettes that beckon at the feet?
Do you have a recipe or a leaf to chew
That will keep the dead faces out of my dreams?
Give a guess!
The Old Whips say
There Night for each sickness
But what pill do you chew
If the Dark One comes to get you?

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