My Music - Lyrics

"MRSA"

Just heard the latest item 'bout the NHS today, a fragile patient frightened 'bout MRSA, You fear by just attending results in your life ending.

Slay, slay the sacred cow There's better hygiene in abbatoirs it's true, Slay, slay the sacred cow You are so angry you could rant for hours and do Slay, slay the sacred cow.

It's said that death and taxes are a lifetime certainty, effective treatment, fact is, a postcode lottery. The more our money's spent there, it's uselessness is laid bare.

It's not free it bleeds our nation, and the staff lack motivation, Our leaders need to be impatient, radical for our salvation.

Problem is, the system stinks, there's no accountability No one can make it work, it's really plain to see, The more our money's spent there, it's uselessness is laid bare.