Hello Mr. Dolby, there's not much we'll do
Gonna poke all your body 'cause you could catch the flu
No shots on this sheet, no, no shots on this sheet, no

Your physique's all shoddy, your blood's turning blue
Gonna have to tell Scotty 'bout the shoulder pus too
No shots! Incomplete, yo! No shots! Incomplete, yo!

Ain't no M-M-Rs
There were stars and bars
When your mom drove you away
'Cause when she stepped into the doctor's marr *
All the shots weren't cheap to pay

And she's an A-R-T-I-S and T
So she's got no insurance
She can't afford a house or food or tea
You're lucky you're not in Honduras

Well, Mom likes E-S-S-E-N-T-I
A-A-A-A-A-A, L-L-L-L-L-L-L-L
That's the essential oils, it's scandalous!
A hot button you should know well

But she got you your shots when paid in install-
Ments, making sure you got them all; Meningococcal
Varicella, Prevnar
Left a great big scar
DTaP and Tdap were the worst of spars

But when you're done
And you come back to life
You see U-V-P P-nuo didn't record the vaccines
You're the man who thinks you're so clean
But we think that's made up, and you're high on caffeine

Goodbye Mr. Dolby, you don't have a clue
It's not like you're Gennady, and we're Naum Ciomu **
No shots on this sheet, no, no shots on this sheet, no

I think you've been naughty; you played in the flue
Now go back to the lobby and read some Nancy Drew
No shots! Incomplete, yo! No shots! Incomplete, yo!

You called the I-O-W-A,
M-A-I-N-E,
No state could ever tell you when you got your vaccines
You finally drive over to your family doc
To see if documents printed out are still in the stock

When you burst into the office, all the children were scared
Not 'cause you're older than them, but your skin's impaired
And when the nurse first saw you
She screamed; she thought you were a bear
You were comparable to Banjo; get sued by Rareware

"You're A-R-T-H-R-I-T-I-C"
The doctor says once you're convinced he does not watch you pee
"But we'll deal with heart stuff later, here's what we got:
Searched high'n low, but there ain't no shots"

Well you're getting them all again; you'll feel the pain
But needles are known to make you all colicky
You grab his shots and stab his fat pulmonary veins
And soon some hot chicks will ask 'bout his "hickeys"

You need your vaccines for your mission call
Yeah, we cannot do your physi-cal
Till there's Hep B with a date, impossible!
Now you're loitering, get out! So irresponsible

Get bleeding with it!

Well well, Mr. Dolby, it's all a taboo
Gotta poke through your body 'fore the cops get a clue
No shots on this sheet, no, no shots on this sheet, no

Can you just embody men with fortitude
I know you'll find samadhi *** when these shots don't look crude
No shots! Incomplete, yo! No shots! Incomplete, yo!

Get bleeding with it!
Poking you right here