They’re closing down our hospitals
And charging us a fee
To use the same old health service
We’ve always had for free
The waiting lists grow longer
With every day gone by
We haven’t got the money
Is always their reply
Cash starved public services
Like the NHS
Are run down by the governments
Economic mess
Privitisation
Where’s all the money gone?
Sale of the century
It’s affordable to send the troops
Off to another land
To fight for queen and country
In the desert sand
Money is no object when it comes to war
Investment in the NHS
Healthcare for rich and poor
The promise of free health care
Is now but all a dream
A legacy of empty beds
Enough to make you scream
Privitisation
Where’s all the money gone?
Sale of the century
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Suicidal Supermarket Trolleys Lyrics – Privitisation