Doctor:
It’s not time to make the cut,
Just relax, take it easy.
You’re still awake, that’s our fault,
There’s so much we have to dope.
Find a focus, settle down,
That’s your lot, you must tarry.
Look at me, an old fart, but I’m happy.
I was once like you are now, and I know that it’s not easy,
To be calm when you have something that must come off.
So take your time, think a lot,
Think of every pain you’ve got.
For you will still wake up tomorrow, feeling not so hot.

Patient:
How can I try to explain, when I do he walks away again.
It always was my left leg, not the right one.
Every moment that I talked I was ordered to listen.
Now there’s a peg ‘stead of my leg, pain’s not gone away.
No leg, it’s just a peg.

Doctor:
It’s not time to hunt the trash,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You’re still young, that’s your fault,
There’s so much you have to go through.
Find a crutch, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at her, she’s a nurse, and she’ll take you.

Patient:
All the tears that I cried, not keeping all the rage I felt inside,
That was hard, but it was harder to ignore me.
If he were right, I’d agree, but it’s him that's wrong not me.
I’ve made him pay and I know that I have to limp away.
Old fart, I’ve made him pay.