The punters are a pest While the nurses try their best Then a fella in a vest lights up a bifter The next thing that I hear Is "you can't smoke that in here" An I'm praying that my name gets called out swifter Then the bag falls out his spleen As security intervene And the fluids start to make their way to me I remember thinking right there This has got to be a nightmare Again I'm praying please somebody call me Everything here is free 24 in A & E I look over to my left There's a lady nicked for theft Of 1000 per cassettes behind the counter I sigh and say that's bleak But that's her 3rd attempt this week Then another unwell freak says not to doubt her When glancing to my right 2 men are standing to a fight I ask the if one's aright and That man looks grey Someone says that's just a sight" These bastards do this every night And then pass out and then they do it every day Everything here is free 24 in A & E Though the doctors take a stance It's clear they haven't got got a chance In this distopian bromance of Tory rule With they eye to privatise They want an NHS demise As we watch with open eyes and look like fools And as we sit here looking on Getting sicker, one by one Soon the whole lot will be gone the way I see But for now I'll have to stay Because there's nothing I can say I've nearly been in here a day... 24 hours in A & E