Amateur Transplants - Careless Surgeon lyrics

I feel so unsure As I cut you up I wonder what's that nerve for What does this bit do? I get so confused I am very sorry Mr. Smith I've got some dreadful news You're never going to walk again I've just sliced your spinal column Now you'll need a ventilator Just so you can breath I f**ed up you operation But try not to be to solemn You might not die for six more years Like Christopher Reeve Time can never mend A careless surgeons f** ups, my friend There's nothing we can do I'm buggered if you sue I hope you get MRSA And die on ITU Every day's the same 'Cos I try to cure But I just k** and maim All those body parts Kidneys look like hearts O why did I do medicine! I should have stuck with art You're never going to speak again You'll have to just make do with thinking We'd be foolish to pretend We'll ever here you talking Trapped inside your wheelchair Communicating just by blinking Like that f**ing spastic Professor Stephen Hawking