How Do You Spell B.S.

As you lay there suffering
And gasping for breath
Oh, Oh, here they come
“Obama’s Panel of Death”

It’s they who decide
In your final hours
To give you treatment
Or just send you flowers

This is just so wrong
And so totally absurd
To lead people astray
With these untrue words

But praise those HMO’s
Who demand that you pay
But when you need help
They just run away

Is your government run
By the lobbyist’s finance
So all the drug companies
Can keep, their hands in your pants

So stop trying to spin it
With the word “Socialize”
The solution is there
If we just open our eyes