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(Sung to the tune of Clementine) In the darkness, six feet under, Bevan turning in his grave Sixty-five years of free healing, The NHS he cannot save. (Chorus) Oh our caring, oh our sharing, now despairing NHS, Thou art lost and gone for profit, Privatised to serve the rich. All the doctors, and the nurses, Cleaners, porters do their best, But their efforts no longer valued In the growing profits quest. Drug companies pay for research Of wealthy lifestyles wanting cure For their gross self-indulgence, And to hell with the sick and poor. (Chorus) Clegg and Cameron keen to finish […]
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(to the tune of Greensleeves)   1          Alas ATOS they do me wrong, To treat me so robotically, I was down and out, they stopped my dole, I’m sick and homeless, in poverty.   (Chorus) ATOS said they really care, When statistics is all they want for their boss, ATOS said they’re truly fair, When all that concerns them is profit and loss.   2          They called me in for an interview Where two flights of stairs blocked my wheelchair But ATOS said I was fit for work It was my fault I couldn’t get there   3          My doctors […]
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