Appearance Medicine

A twist on the 'Appearance Medicine' phrase. APPEARANCE MEDICINE Tripping round some corridors Nothing but neon lights Floor polish and hidden voices There you are before my eyes It’s appearance medicine Like a hormone injects in a vein It’s appearance medicine A face that lights a flame S O B and tachy heart when lightning seeds a body start That jumps a gate to permeate my actual need For you with me - today This hospital’s a restaurant Medicine is the menu God’s own surgeon shaped the face That walks me to the moon It’s appearance medicine . . . Ah-huh Ah Huh da da da da da da da da It’s appearance medicine It’s appearance medicine Everyday it’s much the same Going on that ward round Floor polish and hidden voices Soon my heart it’s on the pound