Fear of the Knife

In the world with the serious cases
White, white men with the clipboard faces
And you're rolling around
In your minding on the ground
Feeling ten feet tall
Tell me tell me, it won't hurt at all

To your room, the waiting room neighbors
Filled with crooks and nuns and prayers
And when the empathy drops
And the paperwork stops
They don't ever wanna say die
They don't wanna end your life

Well, it’s operation night

And the cold old nurse she lies
Saying everything will be just fine
She knows the dark is on top
With a steady, steady hand
And the knowledge required
To mess around and end your life
End your life

Oh, it's operation night
Well, it's operation night

In the ethical realm you can't please everyone
And the medicine fails, and the treatment stops
And the attention fades, and the bodies drop
And the doctors still get paid, when you're 6 feet underground
Rotting in your grave, taxmen come take away your things

It's operation night
Well, it's operation night
It's operation night