Hey Dick

Please note: the following are fan-transcribed lyrics from the 1990s; transcribed from Spin Doctors live tapes; taken as-is from the original “Spin Doctors Information Page” (defunct since 2001).

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Now here’s a fella who started shootin’ off a guy
“Hey wow man, nice tie — it looks sharp daddy-o”
Here it comes!

Meanwhile across the dial
I can’t sleep for the sound of a file
Woaa haha

? commandos
rehearsin’ alabis
I’m at my back window watchin’ all the passers by

King shrugs
Dismissin’ thugs
They walk out across the people he uses as rugs
She’s no good for you man
Later on he’s on TV
He says I’m just the same as you
And the rug folk know he’s lyin’ too

My teachers say nope
And the pope shoots dope
It’s all up to my elbows, mama
And I’m slippin down the goddamn rope

Hey, Dick! Come quick!
Every soul is a precious ?nova’s wick
In the fire place
There’s letters and they’re burning fast
And there’s never been a shortage of public opinion in the past
Silver threads wound upon a skein of death.
Mortals toil away their tallied days like insects beneath a reign of breath.
Oh shit! And here it comes…

My teachers say nope
And the pope shoots dope.
It’s all up to my elbows, mama
And I’m slippin down the goddamn’ rope.
Oh, and here it comes….

Now here’s a fella who started shootin’ off a guy
“Hey wow man, nice tie — it looks sharp daddy-o”
And here it comes….

“You gotta believe me people, your principal of your high school,
Chances are he told you some lies. And your history teacher he or
She told you bullshit. And a lot of books you read, guess what?
Esepecially if a teacher or a government person gave them to you —
They’re a crock of fuckin’ shit.”

Lyrics used by permission