I could take you to the dollar and the dime
The pound and your crime
Every single one of your bank accounts
Investments in pharmaceuticals
You snooze, you lose
I wouldn’t underestimate me
If I were you
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And look what you do
Blood on your hands
Prescribed Harm
In 2025
Are they even alive?
Patient comes in from abuse
She’s Spanish
What’s the use?
So you prescribe
Citalopram
Every gram
Every needle
Machine
Label
Microscopic ingredient
Says it makes her feel
‘Dumb’
Sinead O’ Connor said it was
‘Inhumane’
But did you interview her?
No, you got her
Intent on making us all feel
Numb
She asks for paracetamol
And one of the nurses refuse
So she takes his photograph
While I’m singing and listening
To The Beatles
‘Let it Be’
Chaos breaks out
‘Cos you took her phone
Patients gather round
We’re witnesses
To what you’re not seeing
For every human being
How can I go wild on stage?
Act in a film
While this is still going on?
Your crimes against
Humanity
It was better in 470 B.C.
But you’re making
Money
So who really cares?
Boys, it isn’t funny
That’s when she glares
I sing and dance
Try to free my mind
Walked naked down the street
For every rhythm and
Beat
Because all you were focusing on was
World War Three
I said we don’t need bombs
We need drums
We don’t need a defence
Budget
This is how we’ll win
The war
It’s Mother Nature
And you know the score
A sectionable offence
I’ll do it for the insane
I’ll prove to you that I’m completely and utterly
Perfect
There’s nothing wrong with my
Brain
Why can’t you leave me alone?
Even violating me in my own home
I was in a safe house
You should have left me there
Clonazepam and Risperidone
You really need to care
Take away my sexual function
Increase my appetite
‘We’ll monitor the side effects’
Who the hell do you think you all are?
Sadists!
You’ve taken it way too far!
This has to stop!
It’s a total disgrace
You should all be ashamed
Of yourselves
Never forget
My name
Or my face!
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