Bob Rivers - Dr. Jack Lyrics
Dr. JackWas a quackNamed Kevorkian.And he workedIn a shackUp in Michegan.If you're sick,Dr. JackDoesn't make you healthy.If you're practicallyDead, he couldEnd it with glee.The cops couldn't stop Jack;They tried, tried, tried...The geezers in his shack justDied, died, died, died, died...But they couldn't stop JackOr the I.V. dripping.And they couldn't prevent JackFrom killing grannies.