Testo di Surgery

Transplant my heart into yours And we'll go through hell and high water Transplant my heart, gives me the kicks But we're pumping like machinery All this change Clean incision to the brain Baby, cut me open, re-arrange Healing hands have me Medicated, justilated Cut me open, still this pain It's life, it's life Saving surgery It's life, it's life It's life, it's life Saving surgery