Paul Revere & The Raiders Our Candidate
[Verse 1]
There was a mystery salesman, the motorcycle rider, a candidate and Doctor No
They all got together to check into life just to see what made things go
The first place they went was to the Clancys just to pay their last respects
You see she was a-dyin' of the dirty grippe and doesn't have much time left
And they all said hello as they walked out the door each one thinking that he wasn't coming back no more
[Verse 3]
Now, the salesman quickly ducked into alleyway just to keep out of debtors' hands
And the motorcycle rider just a drove away fast claimin' that he made no stance
Well, they both ran out of potential friends in the matter of just one day
Well, it came to the truth, there was nothing left, they couldn't find a place to stay
But they're both looking through distorted glass trying to make things their way, but I know that this can't last
[Vere 3]
Hey, our candidate was standin' in a good position, he started to do things right
But along came the doctor shinin' up a pistol with the platform in his sight
Pretty soon he was a listenin' to ev'ry word that the doctor was laying down
And before he could do any good for the people, he was tryin' to bring them down
Well, I don't know what the world'll soon be but don't listen to Doctor No, you have a better chance to be free
[Outro]
No, no, no, no, no to Doctor No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no to Doctor No
No, no, no, no, no, no Doctor No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no to Doctor No
To Doctor No
