The Crazy Health Care of Barack 0bama - "Cure"



I am the god of prog ire, and I bring you
Cure, I'll take all you earn
Cure, I'll make you to learn
I'll see you infirm

You fought hard and you saved and earned
But all of it's going to churn
And your mind, your febrile mind
You know I've really won, don't whine
Now's your time, churn your mind
You've fallen, can't get up, don't mind
Oh no, oh no, oh no, you're gonna hurt

Cure, to destroy all you've done
Cure, to end all you've become
I'll leave you infirm

You've been living like a naive girl
In the middle of your hopeful world
And your mind, your febrile mind
You know I've really won, don't whine
Now's too late, to change your mind
You're going to bear your behind
OOhhh
Cure, I'll take all you earn
Cure, I'll make you to learn
You're gonna hurt, you're gonna hurt
You're gonna hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt

Cure, I'll take all you earn
Cure, I'll make you to learn
Cure, I'll cause you to beg

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Comrade Arthur Brown was a man way ahead of his time. Like so many artists of the '60's his work was eerily prophetic. He sure had modern healthcare pegged.

Most excellent work Comrade Tovarich.