Lyrics Chameleon Circuit – Doctor What
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My girlfriend thinks that I’m a nutter.
My parents say that I’m an utter fool,
For wasting my time on this.
But I’m not chasing my imagination,
‘Cause I know that he really exists.
That if you look through time then you will find,
So many artifacts have been signed with clues,
All pointing his way.
And though he may have different faces,
I think it’s him in all the cases.
The man is an enigma.
Who knows where he is today?
Just have a look at what I’ve found and see
Am I going crazy or is he following me?
You can find his legacy sketched throughout
Though the history books always tend to leave him out
He’s called the Doctor
But Doctor What?
I think he’s a Martian though I know that that’s a long shot
Doctor
But Doctor When?
I’ll check back to prehistoric times and there he is again
Well, that’s the Doctor
But Doctor How?
He saves the planet all the time but never stops to bow
Oh, mister Doctor
But Doctor Who?
And most importantly Doctor, how can I find you?
He takes danger with him everywhere he goes
That something’s not right
But I just can’t help but think that I
Would make a good companion by his side
I’m pretty bright, always polite
Oh, Doctor take me up tonight
I know that I should get a grip
But I need to see inside his ship
And have him take me everywhere he gone
Or at least I’d like to meet the guy
To shake his hand and say goodbye
And thank him for all he’s done
You can’t deny that aliens must be real
Well is it that hard to believe that some might be revealed to look like us
Well I know it’s just all speculation but I feel I must
Try to trust in what I feel
He’s called the Doctor
But Doctor What?
I think he’s a Martian though I know that that’s a long shot
Doctor
But Doctor When?
I’ll check back to prehistoric times and there he is again
Well, that’s the Doctor
But Doctor How?
He saves the planet all the time but never stops to bow
Oh, mister Doctor
But Doctor Who?
And most importantly Doctor, how can I find you?
I know that I must seem like some kind of Neanderthal.
While you’re a flying cosmic genius and know-it-all.
I’m just an insect, there’s nothing I can do.
How could I expect that I would ever meet you.
Doctor;
But Doctor What?
I think he’s a Martian though I know that that’s a long shot.
Doctor;
But Doctor When?
I’ll check back to prehistoric times and there he is again,
Well, that’s the Doctor;
But Doctor How?
He saves the planet all the time but never stops to bow.
Oh, Mr. Doctor;
But Doctor Who?
And most importantly Doctor, how can I find you?