it was a dark and muddy night as i lay in my hospital cell the sign on my bed said Dave Bryant there was a grim, malodorous smell.. the ward was a ribbon of flurolight shedding on lousy floors and the men in white coats came riding, riding riding the men in white coats came riding up to my bedroom door they'd a stethoscope bright at their jacket Nurse Ratched was standing on by they watched while i coughed up n hacked it she fixed me with her malevolent eye they ticked a few forms and they muttered and mumbled, as they walked right on by but Nurse Ratched replied, listen Bryant I'll be back with the metho soon Bryant back with the metho and needle and she laughed as she swaggered on by... She'd a white starched hat on her forehead A bunch of old keys at her side A dowdy and spotless white uniform and a chuckle like Frankenstein's bride And she strode with a bottle of metho, and sponged that bottle of metho, sponged that burning metho Onto Dave Bryant's backside while Dave screamed and grabbed at his morphine Nurse Ratched leant over and said Behave now, Bryant or I'll get you And your bedsores will soon be bright red She slapped our young Dave to submission And beat the young man to a pulp Over the lino she clattered Like a medical Incredible Hulk …And still of a winter's night, they say, when Dave Bryant is clutching his knees, When the ward is a Mudcat asylum full of unrest & disease, When the ward is a ribbon of flurolight over the sanitised floor, Nurse Ratched comes a striding, striding, striding Nurse Ratched comes a striding, along the linoleum floor.. Alfred Annoyes
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