Скачать или смотреть Lucy Letby: Dr Stephen Brearey sings: "Brearey, Miss Lucy, and the Drawer of Doom"

With many thanks to Jabe of @JabesAllowed for Brearey in Herr Flick mode!
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Music/arrangement/vox: Suno AI Lyrics: mark

Original (lo-fi) version:    • Lucy Letby: Brearey's homage to Dylan: "Br...  

Lyrics:

They call me Brearey, I’m dreary, not cheery, I’m dour
I was working as a doctor, hour by hour
it was up there by Chester, where I plied my trade
let me tell you my tale of the mess I have made

things started going from bad to far worse
I liked to bully the nurses, boy I could curse
didn’t do no more than two rounds a week
Ravi was on the telly and Gibbs was asleep

then I came upon a solution
I’d build me a Drawer of Doom
put the blame on nice miss Lucy
for every death, every crash, from June

dr B, Holt and Saladi
they’d all join in the campaign
even Dr ZA and the juniors
man they sure would bring the pain

we took our demands to Kelly, Powell & Rees
said you got to move nurse Letby cos we ain't too pleased
they asked us for proof, but proof had we none
we just wanted her gone for the good things she'd done

we like our nurses obedient, we like a good sport
if your dob us in on Datix, hell don’t you get caught
or go blabbing about our failures to the old CQC
the blower of the whistle was that pesky Lucy

and all that summer and autumn
I was adding to my Drawer of Doom
putting pressure on the management
to send Lucy to the dark side of the moon

Though the post mortems showed natural causes
we knew we had offered poor care
Hawdon and McPartland found nothing of note
do you really think we’d be fair

we pushed Chambers' hand for the young lady’s exclusion
sent good miss Lucy to the Island of Lost Souls
even though it was all a malicious illusion
we never guessed we’d be dragged over coals

miss Lucy was brave she took out a grievance
made us seven say sorry for all we had done
Chambers drew a line, and said now don’t you cross it
we couldn’t abide that miss Lucy had won

so I rummaged in my Drawer of Doom
and Ravi said she was in the room
when a tube it was removed
and his nightmares would never be soothed

miss Lucy was coming back from Ibiza
when we made our final strike
brought in the cuntstables, oh man they were fools
they would swallow each one of our lies
every one of our lies

so if you got you a problem
gotta build you a Drawer of Doom
if you need some witch-burning done
Brearey’s the man for you
said Brearey’s the man for you
you know Brearey’s the man for you