Back in eighteen thirty three
Amalgam happened by
2 french dentists
Served it up
A bit like apple pie
Dentists here in England
Told them to go and run
With 50 per cent pure mercury
You were safer with a gun
Stuck inside your mouth perhaps
At least you knew the score
And eating fish and then talcum powder
Up your arse for sure
Tattoo’s vaccinations
Its hard to get away
From exhausting all our systems
Every sodding day
Back in those days
Those two were called quacks
How time has nowvmoved on
Now the dentists not using it
Are called quacks
We all have gone
Bonkers it appears to me
As the national health regime
Is amalgam whether you like it or not
Thats their cream of the cream
Parkinson’s is an epidemic
And it seems to me
All this fucking mercury
Out there in the sea
Out there in our bodies
Its every bloody where
We really have no hope in hell
Of bringing home to bear
Any true discussion
The government of the day
And all these miserable doctors
Drug peddlers I say
Working for big pharma
That is what they do
Have your vaccination
That will turn your body blue
Heavy metal toxics
There is no escape
We sit now in the surgery
And we know that they do rape
Our bodies with their evil
They give us mercury
Formaldehyde its down inside
Where it has to be
Back in eighteen thirty three
Amalgam happened by
2 french dentists
Served it up
A bit like apple pie
And since then all our children
Have had their fillings done
That has been the treatment
A sort of smoking gun