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( Hospital song lyrics )
THE HOSPITAL TANGO
( Whatcha In For? )
Copyright © 2007 - mickterry.com

Tango
Welcome to our cell, mate. The guards just tossed you in here.
Well, mate, looks like it's perfectly clear:
No one knows your number & you don't have many friends.
Are you a lifer, death row wonder or just dyin' to meet your end?

    WHATCHA IN FOR? How long's your sentence this time?
    WHATCHA IN FOR? What was your heinous crime?
    What did you do to warrant imprisonment like this?
    WHATCHA IN FOR? Whatcha do to get
    THE HOSPITAL TANGO?

Count of Monte Cristo had years of ease compared to
this, 'though, we're not the privileged few.
S'posed to be a hospital, but the truth is coming out.
It's just a torture chamber free-for-all that no one talks about.

    CHORUS

        Sadists, sadists:
        They know that they control us
        'cause we've no where else to go.
        Sadists, sadists:
        The masochist said, "Hurt me",
        & the sadist told him, ... "No".

Trained by Keyser Söze, the guards at first seem sweet, but
no way. Our pain makes them complete. Nurse
Ratched was their mentor. Bare butt gowns humiliate.
Shiny devices of pure torture poke & prod & medicate.

    CHORUS

        Barium enema, berry-yum milkshake,
        bury 'em after they're done.
        Peristalsis, peristalsis
        pushing out what we've begun.
        Apple juice in, apple juice out.
        Guess we better run it through again.
        Peristalsis, peristalsis.
        It's time we worked our own escape plan.

Copyright © 2007  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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6-08:
Printed in Kaiser Permanente regional nursing newsletter HANK

10-20-07:
Dedicated to all the Nurse Ratched's of
Kaiser Permanente Woodland Hills, CA - 4 S & 4 N Med-Surg Wards
who strove to brutally starve, disembowel, dismember & otherwise
treat Mick Terry's body like a pin-cushion for 10 days (4 South)
& then another 8 days (4 North) in October, 2007:
4 South:   Fem, Bridget, Leni-Lou (Lucy Liu), Marietta, Warden Daryl,
Farrah, Lauren, Jay, Mary Ellen, Marissa, Ellen, Sandy, Ann, Flor, Kryste (duck out now), Zoila, Diane, Lani, Lisa & Chala;
4 North:   Dinah, Ann, Marlina, Agnes, Mary, Sheila, Reana, Tracy,
Joanna, Sonia, Heidi & Toni
(not to mention those masters of the night-long wake-up:
Rafael, Ed, Ron & Hugo
or those scalpel-wielding artists of the macabre:
Drs. Wood, Weinstein & Amr).
Thanks for keeping me alive & in stitches. (OK, OK, ... staples) Great job!
- Mick Terry

To other hospital song lyrics:   HOSPITAL TAKES A DUMP
To other food & health song lyrics:   JUST SO FAT
ALIEN INSIDE ME
THUPER THIGHS ME
ANOREXIA CAN BE FUN
WHISPERING TOO LOUD
I LOVE YOUR LAUGHTER
SUGAR HIGH, SUGAR LOW
INN OF THE SEVENTH RAY
STEAMING CUP OF COFFEE
PEANUT BUTTER PANCAKES
ANOTHER NAKED BREAKFAST
WHERE ARE THE NUGGETS ON A CHICKEN?
BREAKING DOWN TO THE MOLECULAR LEVEL
WHAT THE HELL DID I EVER DO TO MONTEZUMA?
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