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There's an office and a building and a person and a chair And you paid for it all, though you may be unaware You paid for the paper, you paid for the phone You paid for everything they need to deny you what you're owed There ain't no you in UnitedHealth There ain't no me in the company There ain't no us in the private trust There's hardly humans in humanity Now the procedure that you're needin' ain't the cost-effective routin' Only 2% of people end up winnin' a dispute So if you get sick, pray to God for health Cause your doctor's gotta pray to UnitedHealth Way back in 77, Mr. Richard T. Burke Started buyin' HMOs and puttin' federal grants to work Made 50 billion buckaroos last year The Warren Buffett of health and Jeff Bezos of fear Now CEOs come and go and one just went The ingredient you got baked the cake you'd get But if you get sick, cross your fingers for luck Cause old Richard T. Burke ain't givin' a fuck Commoditized health, monopolized fraud Here's the doctors we own and the research we bought They own the pharmacies and a lot of the meds They should start buyin' graves to sell us when we're all dead There ain't no you in UnitedHealth There ain't no me in the company There ain't no us in the private trust There's hardly humans in humanity There's hardly humans in humanity