Critique of Health Insurance Industry

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 needing ain't the

cost-effective route, and only two

percent of people end up winning a dispute.

So if you get sick, pray to God for help 'cause your doctor's

gotta

pray to UnitedHealth.

Way back in seventy and seven, Mr. Richard T.

Burke started buying HMOs, putting federal grants to work, made fifty

billion buckaroos. Last year, the Warren Buffett of health, the Jeff

Bezos of fear. Now, CEOs come and go, and one just

went. The ingredients you got bake the cake you

get, but if

you get sick, cross your fingers for luck 'cause old

Richard T.

Burke ain't giving 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 buying 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.