Tuesday, 30 March 2010

The envy of the world

We are the three in four
Just numbers on a list
We are the three in four
Death panels "don't exist"
Nobody knows us
But we're always there
A statistical reminder
The NHS just doesn`t care

Queues longer than the dole queue
Malnutrition dulls our hair
Our eyes are black and lifeless
With appalling patient care
We're patients in the corridors
Fatcat managers on our dime
I'm the MSRA victim
'Cause no-one cared 'bout grime

We are the three in four
Just numbers on a list
We are the three in four
Death panels don't exist
Nobody knows us
But we're always there
A statistical reminder
The NHS just doesn`t care

We're the doctor and his victim
Why not just use a gun?
We're a sad and bruised old lady
Ward looks just like a slum
We're a middle aged businessman
With chronic heart disease
We may as well commit suicide
Than face post code lotteries

We are the three in four
Just numbers on a list
We are the three in four
Death panels don't exist
Nobody knows us
But we're always there
A statistical reminder
The NHS just doesn't care

We're a starving UK pensioner
Can't afford private care home
We're all hooked on Seroxat
Committing suicide alone
We're evil smokers, fatties
Taxed to fucking death
NHS wants our money
Doesn't care about our health


We are the three in four
Just numbers on a list
We are the three in four
Death panels don't exist
Nobody knows us
But we're always there
A statistical reminder
The NHS just doesn't care

We are the three in four
Just numbers on a list
We are the three in four
Death panels don't exist
Nobody knows us
But we're always there
A statistical reminder
The NHS just doesn't care

2 comments:

manwiddicombe said...

It's amazing how prescient UB40s lyrics were ...


:o)

Constantly Furious said...

*applauds*