Samson

Doctor Ice

Samson


Nerves of steel, a hand that never shakes 
Iron will torture till you break 
The time has come - you better run 
The race is on to be number one 

Doctor Ice (x2) 

Senses chill as he comes to your place 
Just a man - you'll never see his face 
The time has come - you better run 
The race is on from the lonely one 

Doctor Ice (x4) 

Feel his hands around your throat 
Your breath is short - you begin to choke 
Biting, fighting for your life 
But you won't stop his grip of ice - good doctor 

The time has come - so make a run 

It's just begun - he's the lonely one 
Doctor Ice Doctor Ice... 
Come on now... Good God...