Your nursing heart cannot be free
'Cause health care's just an industry.
Care for the sick; tend to the ill;
See that they survive to pay their bill.
They say behave in a professional way.
When will we get professional pay?
When I double out, the arrythmia starts.
Defibrillate my nursing heart.
Angels of mercy must forego
Those extra 'perks' we used to know,
Like eating lunch, sleeping at night.
When you're a nurse, you have no rights.
Each new demand just makes things worse.
I'm a person, not 'just a nurse.'
Each time I consider the indignities,
My nursing heart throws PVCs.
I think my boss is going to be surprised
When he finds out we've organized.
The contract we win will be our guide,
And our nursing hearts will beat with pride.