They will not sell the NHS
Trust me, I know best.
They'll sell the land beneath its feet
They'll sell the land beneath its feet
And cut the staff like fields of wheat.
You'll get every drug from N.I.C.E
Without a blink, at twice the
price.
They'll bury it in a mound of debt
They'll bury it in a mound of debt
And all the while let's not
forget
When you watch another hearse
When you watch another hearse
It will all be paid from the public purse.
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