Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, and button your coat right to the top, tip from the jar the brain 

Your good woman is sat down, crying, on the stair 

Oh Doctor put your gloves on as if you even care about her 

Get up from your chair 

You're the only one in the room 

Oh Doctor please oh please oh please oh please 

Get up from your chair, get up from your seat 

Oh Doctor get up get up get up get up get up too long you've been asleep... A carcass in the bedroom, a carcass at the table, and this is all quite upsetting 

Presents for you all, a flower for your mistress, a complete denial of what's been done done done done get up get up 

Doctor put your gloves on, they may protect you from the stains, tell the world you love her and tip from the jar the brain 

Climb to the top of the stair, pausing to reflect on the nature of your disgrace Doctor, what did you expect? Get up get up