During the late '70s or early '80s, a local punk band called The Finders had a single I've been looking for ever since. The lyrics (which are burned into my swelling itching brain) ran like this:
Every day, I'm going out of my mind. Every day, I'm losing my goddam mind. Every day, I pick up the phone and I call
Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard. Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard! Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard! Calling Doctor Howard, Doctor Fine, Doctor Howard!
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During the late '70s or early '80s, a local punk band called The Finders had a single I've been looking for ever since. The lyrics (which are burned into my swelling itching brain) ran like this:
It was a great dumb punk song...