Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blue Cheer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dick Peterson
Composer
Paul Whaley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Abe "Voco" Kesh
Producer
John MacQuarrie
Engineer
Lyrics
Help me, help me, Doctor, doctor, won't you please?
I need your painkiller, Doc, shot inside of me
Well, I ain't got no money, child, but I have been here before
Cash me in, fill me up, why don't you throw me out the door?
Well, help me, Doctor, why don't you?
Why won't you come on and help me, please?
Woah! Won't you please?
I need your good living shot inside of me, yeah
I got this funny feeling, feeling inside my head
Without your good living, Doc, well, I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor, don't you turn me down and won't you hear what I say?
I need your good living, Doc, and I need it right away
Well, help me, Doctor, why don't you?
Why won't you come on and help me, please?
Woah! Won't you, please?
Without your good living, no, what would I be?
Alright!
I got this funny feeling, feeling inside my head
Without your painkiller, Doc, well, I believe that I'll be dead
Doctor, don't you turn me down, oh, won't you do what I say?
I need your good living, Doc, and I need it right away
Well, help me, Doctor, why don't you?
Why won't you come on and help me, please?
Woah! Won't you, please?
I need your good living shot inside of me
Alright, stick it to me, Doctor!
Written by: Dickie Peterson