WESTERN MEDICINE

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I wrote six lies Cover me by night Test my indifference Or whatever you'd call it Measure myself against Your postured words I died six times In your office, wide eyed You say Well you seem quite healthy so Don't be needy Doctor annoyed by your visit And god bless the brave men Of western medicine Where the flower Is stamped out When it refuses to grow without water God bless the brave men God bless the brave men God bless the brave men God bless the brave men