Witch Doctors...what doctors.....ATOS doctors
Oh where for art thou doctors
Please tell us where you are
Can you really see me
Climbing out the car
I just love your x-ray vision
It really serves you well
You see through concrete walls
Your reports they show it well
You claimed 40 minutes sitting
You claim 2 minutes I was standing
You claim you saw me for 63 minutes
I think your maths needs expanding
How did you make the grade
When you can't do simple sums
But does it really matter
When our decision time it comes
You said I looked respectable
I felt more like a tramp
You said I used the stairs well
Sorry mate, I used the ramp
You asked me did I have a dog
And did I take him out for walks
You could have asked my dog this one
I swear to god it talks
You have very little knowledge
Of what our illness means
We're not supposed to button
So sorry folks, no jeans
You think we should be hermits
A home visit would be nice
But no we have to travel
Then you make us pay the price
You travelled here alone by bus
That journeys ninety minutes long
You claim I had an easy trip
I am sorry but you are wrong
You see dear ATOS doctor
We find it hard to just sit still
We are all stuck with this illness
Kind of like a bitter pill
Something like a lung disease
You claim you cannot hear
Let me tell you this my friend
It fills my heart with fear
And then we have depression
We are expected to look sad
If we have a normal face
You say we're really not that bad.
And then today I had a laugh
My GP made a quip
He said if I can open the door
I am healthy and fighting fit
I knew he was taking the Michael
He knows it as do we
ATOS throw you off the sick
They get off with it scotfree
So Dear ATOS doctor
Your quals are an utter farce
And if you think we'll fail again
Then you can go and kiss my A**E