Money don't buy you affection or wisdom
Don't want to get sick in a rich man's system
Specialists prey in a line for the big payout

A contract kill in the name of Pfizer
No foul play insists the insider
In what kind of world is that a natural way out?

In a time where murders of Petty and Prince
Is of little more note than a few column inches

Emergency, emergency, emergency
We're all in need

All we've lost is one more patient
Collateral cost, unavoidable quotient
It won't take long till the public look away
If Propranolol kills Michael Jackson
And Fentanyl is a reliable reaction
The medical profession is a crime that pays
And then, avoiding a public reaction
The media issue another distraction

In an age where outrage is part of the diet
Then death and justice is just entertainment