Metal Church-Fake Healer

Esto lo cantaban por 1989 estos estadounidenses, profética canción de lo que nos espera en Españá con la sanidad en manos de compañías privadas

I prey upon your morbid fear of terminal disease
You won't know the difference, now it's time for surgery
Another shot, another pill two weeks therapy
I take all major credit cards, your money is what I need

I'm a healer, I will keep you all alive
I'm a healer

A villain at your bedside, take this and you'll be fine
Severely educated just pay your bill on time
I think it's time for another test, I need more of your blood
Sign this affidavit so my insurance won't go up

I'm a healer, I will keep you all alive
I'm a healer

Research and development spend millions every year
You sickly and decrepit ones keep my yacht safe on the pier

You're dying on a stretcher, we'll try to save your life
If you can't afford my service, I will let you die
I'm trusted and respected, says my diploma on the wall
Before I will do anything, I'll give your bank a call

I'm a healer, I will keep you all alive
I'm a healer

I'm a healer
I'm a healer
Fake healer