He is well known for his outstanding use of the Dutch language , a talent which grew out of his work as a copy writer. He began to use this talent for writing song lyrics and poems, which are mostly characterized by comical sketches with extreme textual absurdities. His singing voice also adds to the comical quality of his musical performances: it sounds adequate, but not very well musically conditioned.
Drs. P made his début age 44 in 1964 on TV in the AVRO show "Voor de Vuist Weg" with famous Dutch presenter Willem Duys, with his song Het trapportaal. It was Willem Duys, who also came up with the idea for his well known artistic alias.
His absurd use of language can best be seen in his best known song "Dodenrit" (death-trip) which tells the story of a fatal trip by a family to Omsk, during wich the family members, being pursued by hungry wolves, are being sacrified one by one to buy time. But alas, Omsk is a beautiful city but just a little too remote.
He is also credited for a profound knowledge of traditional and the inventing of new poem formats in the Dutch language, of which the ollekebolleke is the most famous.
Heinz Polzer uses the following artistic aliases : Drs. P, een kindervriend, Drs. S, Geo Staad, Coos Neetebeem, Kirsten Wiedeman, Wilson Hode, Lars Brahe, M. de Gans, Henry van Kol, Cyriel P. Licentiaat, Henry Smith, Ludwig Otto Stadtherr en Alois Mückenspucke.
Drs. P remained active until 1996 after that appearances became sporadic. The most recent being when receiving a prize in September 2011 for the most innovative (Dutch) language performed (cabaratier).
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Drs. P Lyrics
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The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now
I'mma show you how real cowboys get down
I got a blunt rolled
Feeling bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old .45 colt
The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty
It's passed noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hooves
Sounds like a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze
I pose like a poster, he's closer than close
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fights dirty
But I'mma put thirty inside him and leave early
And just when I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, 'cause when you-
You ride like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your pride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
He was "Shady", I seen by the look on his face
He said take ten paces shit I took eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain
My shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
You need bullets, hurry up run!
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
We both drew at the same time and stood stunned
Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want
I figured he was telling the truth, that's why I didn't shoot
So what we gon' do? it's on you
Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?
The Chronic
Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two
And plus I know who's got it
Who?
Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of gold inside of my satchel
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim grabbed the shotgun "Dre here's the plot
This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless
He's going around saying he took the game from us"
Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin'
But he ain't got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Plus he's well-respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swinging doors in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singing
It sounded like a "G Thang" and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin'"
I said "It's Dre's Day", and started to spray
It's 1800, he pulls an AK
Hollow tips started flyin every which way
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's rolled
You ride like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your pride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
You ride like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got your pride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
Ha
The song "Bad Guy" by Drs. P is a story of two cowboys on a mission for revenge. The lyrics use vivid descriptions of the Wild West and the life of an outlaw. The singer of the song is waiting for his adversary in a saloon, polishing his gun and smoking a blunt. The adversary arrives, and they engage in a standoff. However, the adversary turns out to be a recognized figure in the rap industry, Slim Shady, who also has a price on his head. The two cowboys team up and go on a mission to steal back some stolen goods from a notorious figure called Doc Loveless. The song ends with a shootout, where they are able to take down their enemy and escape with the stolen goods.
The song was actually a collaboration between Drs. P and Eminem, who provided the vocals for Slim Shady. It was produced by Dr. Dre and released as a part of Dr. Dre's "Detox" album.
Line by Line Meaning
The wild, Gotham
The urban jungle of Gotham is just as wild and dangerous as the Old West
The Wild West
The rugged, lawless western frontier of the United States
Ha ha, ride
Expressing excitement and enthusiasm for the upcoming adventure
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
The sun glints off the artist's gun as he prepares for a duel
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
He is prepared for a gunfight that will start at one o'clock
Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now
He is sweating with anticipation and eager to settle the score once and for all
I'mma show you how real cowboys get down
He's confident in his abilities as a cowboy and eager to prove his skills
I'm polishing gold, waiting for this drama to unfold
He's gleefully polishing his gold while waiting for the impending gunfight
I got a blunt rolled
He has a rolled up marijuana cigarette, ready to smoke after the confrontation
Feeling bold, gangsters blood runs cold
He's feeling brave and fearless while making gangsters tremble
It's time to reload this old .45 colt
He needs to reload his gun before the duel
The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty
He's fighting in harsh conditions, with strong winds, heat, humidity, and dust
Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty
He fires a few shots to make sure his aim is still good
It's passed noon, he should be here soon
His opponent is running late, and it's already past noon
Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon
He has a drink of moonshine while waiting inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hooves
He hears his opponent's horse approaching
Sounds like a thousand wolves
The sound is ominous and eerie, like a pack of hungry wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze
He prepares his gun, then stands still and waits for his opponent
I pose like a poster, he's closer than close
He strikes a pose like a cowboy in a movie poster, and his opponent is within arm's reach
I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fights dirty
He's holding his gun firmly, ready to defend himself against his opponent's dirty tactics
But I'mma put thirty inside him and leave early
He plans to shoot his opponent thirty times and leave before the authorities arrive
And just when I went to fill him with hot lead
As he was about to shoot his opponent,
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said
He holds the gun to his opponent's head, the opponent says:
You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again
He implies that he's a stranger to the artist, and they will likely never cross paths again
But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge?
The opponent reveals he knows the singer, and knows the singer wants revenge on him
Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
He suggests that they are similar in some way, both cowboy outlaws
I'm telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, 'cause when you-
He confesses that he is also wanted by the law, and has a bounty on his head
You ride like a cowboy toward the sun
He is impressed with the artist's cowboy riding skills
And life ain't fun, when you're on the run
Life is difficult and unpleasant when you are a wanted outlaw on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
As an outlaw on the run, you need money (gold) and a gun to survive
The life as an outlaw just begun
Being an outlaw is a new and exciting adventure
Got your shotgun by your side
He has a shotgun ready for action
Got your horse and you got your pride
As an outlaw, your horse is your transportation and your pride is your reputation
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
Outlaws must keep riding and moving, because there is no safe place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
He acknowledges the harsh reality that outlaw lives usually end badly
He was "Shady", I seen by the look on his face
The opponent's nickname is "Shady", and the artist can read his expression
He said take ten paces shit I took eight
At the start of the duel, the opponent tells the singer to take ten steps, but the singer only takes eight
Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain
The singer spins around and aims for a head shot
My shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said
The singer's gun goes off, but it's a misfire, and the opponent points this out
You need bullets, hurry up run!
The opponent tells the artist that he needs to reload with bullets
I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs
The artist reloads, then aims for the opponent's chest
We both drew at the same time and stood stunned
Both the singer and the opponent draw their guns at the same time and are momentarily surprised
Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want
The opponent dares the singer to shoot him, but claims that he's not the one the singer really wants
I figured he was telling the truth, that's why I didn't shoot
The artist believes the opponent and decides not to shoot him
So what we gon' do? it's on you
They need to decide what to do next, and the decision is up to the artist
Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group?
He asks if the artist remembers when he used to be in a group with Snoop Dogg
The Chronic
He refers to a famous album by Dr. Dre called "The Chronic"
Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two
They need to find a map to the sequel of "The Chronic"
And plus I know who's got it
He knows who has the map they're looking for
Who?
The singer asks who has the map
Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two
The old man who has the map is wealthy and has sold many platinum albums
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle
They prepare for a difficult journey and possible confrontation
Hid two pieces of gold inside of my satchel
He hides some gold in his bag for safekeeping
We rolled two miles until we hit the spot
They travel two miles until they reach their destination
An old ghost town that everybody forgot
The location is an abandoned town that no one remembers
A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot
The town used to be a popular spot for smoking marijuana
Slim grabbed the shotgun "Dre here's the plot
Slim takes the weapon and explains the plan to Dre
This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless
This is where Doc Loveless, the man they are looking for, can be found
He's going around saying he took the game from us"
Doc Loveless is claiming to have stolen something from them
Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin'
They plan to shoot him from behind and wound him in the legs
But he ain't got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach
They realize that Doc Loveless has no legs
He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs
Doc Loveless has prosthetic legs and is a skilled inventor
Plus he's well-respected by the hip-hop heads
Doc Loveless is popular and respected among music fans
Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs
They hope to stop Doc Loveless from doing something destructive
And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps
They plan to use force to stop Doc Loveless from doing something wrong
I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers
The singer shows off his gun skill
Kicked the swinging doors in, started gun slinging
He kicks open the doors and begins firing his guns
I could hear somebody singing
He hears music ("G Thang" and "Keep Their Heads Ringin'") while he fights
It sounded like a "G Thang" and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin'"
The music he hears is popular hip-hop tracks
I said "It's Dre's Day", and started to spray
He shouts out his friend Dre's name and continues shooting
It's 1800, he pulls an AK
Doc Loveless pulls out a powerful weapon
Hollow tips started flyin every which way
Bullets are flying in all directions
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
He sees that Dre is in danger and switches to a shotgun to help him
I fired the first shot, spun his body around
He shoots Doc Loveless and spins him around
He hit the ground and landed upside down
Doc Loveless falls to the ground and ends up upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold
Dre takes the valuable items they came for
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's rolled
He takes two women and a marijuana cigarette
Ha
An expression of satisfaction and amusement
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ANDRE YOUNG, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG, MARSHALL MATHERS, MELVIN BRADFORD
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