Ah, look at all the useless people,
Bean-counter bevy, useless people.

Sellin' her kidney--packs it in ice, in a Ziploc to keep fresh and clean;
Still got her spleen.
Her organ winnowed--the next step, to leave it in a cooler by the door.
Who is it for?

Some renal-needs person.
She sold it for a song.
Money's in her purse 'n'
It won't last very long.

Doctor McKenzie, excising organs; after gorin', gorgin' on beer--
Head's not too clear.
See his hands jerking, because he's crocked; he's a doc off'rin' substandard care.
Patient, beware!

He's a venal person,
But not the only one.
Hasn't got a nurse 'n'
His license is lapsed, long.

Ah, look at the CXO people,
Enriched while they rip off the people.

Sellin' her kidney, 'cause HMO bean-counters said, "You're just faking pain.
Denied, your claim."
Chief executive, swiping gelt while indifferent about whom to save.
HMO knave.

Every year it worsens,
Health administration.
It'll pick your purse 'n'
Bankrupt the whole nation.