The World's Wickedest Dentist
I recline in her chair
Thinking life isn't fair
As I try to prepare
For the ultimate scare
She digs deep in that hole
She can no longer fill
I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill
While my racing heart beats
I'm admitting defeat
Regret thousands of sweets
Cakes and sugary treats
'Cause inflicting great pain
Always gives her a thrill
I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill
She holds open my mouth
It's a wrestling bout
Though I yell, scream and shout
My tooth needs taking out
She says "This shouldn't hurt"
But I know that it will
I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill
Now she’s numbing my gum
And enjoying her fun
With the worst yet to come
I cry “I want my Mum!”
Instruments in her hand
Closing in for the kill
I'm caught in the clutches of Mrs Drill...