The punters are a pest
While the nurses try their best
Then a fella in a vest lights up a bifter
The next thing that I hear
Is "you can't smoke that in here"
An I'm praying that my name gets called out swifter
Then the bag falls out his spleen
As security intervene
And the fluids start to make their way to me
I remember thinking right there
This has got to be a nightmare
Again I'm praying please somebody call me
Everything here is free
24 in A & E
I look over to my left
There's a lady nicked for theft
Of 1000 per cassettes behind the counter
I sigh and say that's bleak
But that's her 3rd attempt this week
Then another unwell freak says not to doubt her
When glancing to my right
2 men are standing to a fight
I ask the if one's aright and That man looks grey
Someone says that's just a sight"
These bastards do this every night
And then pass out and then they do it every day
Everything here is free
24 in A & E
Though the doctors take a stance
It's clear they haven't got got a chance
In this distopian bromance of Tory rule
With they eye to privatise
They want an NHS demise
As we watch with open eyes and look like fools
And as we sit here looking on
Getting sicker, one by one
Soon the whole lot will be gone the way I see
But for now I'll have to stay
Because there's nothing I can say
I've nearly been in here a day... 24 hours in A & E
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