Hospitals serve as heaven to the sick
Surgery is a sign of Jesus at work
The anesthesia causes exaggerated dreams
The future box office hits on movie screens
The scalpels and stitches shake hands
The treaty declares an end to all wars
Only assistance will take place
The skin is reconnected and found
Scars of tomorrow tied up today
Wounds are healed with money
The results show in time
Every last penny and every last dime
Feeding this beast we know as a doctor
to use his healing magic
Without negotiation, accidents become so tragic
Gunshot to the chest signals fear
Your heart's running a race now
Not to say the best times will disappear
but you're shunning me face down
You can pay away everything
No more will I stand for this
You've become a song no one can sing
The hospital has a case on its hands
You're just too much of the same selfish demands
The patients have lost their patience
The nurses can't stand to nurse you
Only you can make this better
That's just what you have to do
Flatline or flat broke
Spend the last of your money
Without a functioning heart baby
Well you won't be alive honey
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