Verse 1:
(nc)
There's an
Eb                         Ab          Eb
Office in a building and a person in a chair
        Ab          Eb              Bb
And you paid for it all, though you may be unaware
    Eb                      Ab           Eb
You paid for the paper, you paid for the phone
             Ab              Eb        Bb                 Eb
You paid for everything they need to deny you what you're owed

Chorus:
                Ab
There ain't no "You" in UnitedHealth
                F7
There ain't no "Me" in the company
                Eb         Bb      C
There ain't no "Us" in the private trust
               F7          Bb  Eb
There's hardly humans in humanity

Verse 2:
            Eb                                   Ab             Eb
Now, the procedure that you're needing ain't the cost effective route
         Ab             Eb            Bb
And only two-percent of people end up winning a dispute
    Eb                       Ab      Eb
So, if you get sick, pray to God for help
            Ab             Eb      Bb       Eb
'Cause your doctor's gotta pray to   United Health

Verse 3:
nc
Way back in
Eb                        Ab         Eb
Seventy-and-seven, Mister Richard T. Burke
        Ab       Eb           Bb
Started buying HMO's, putting federal grants to work
     Eb                      Ab     Eb
Made fifty-billion buckaroos   last year
           Ab        Eb               Bb       Eb
The Warren Buffet of Health, the Jeff Bezos of fear

Bridge:
       Ab                   Eb
Now, CEO's come and go, and one just went
      Eb  (nc)                    Bb (nc)
The ingredients you got, bake the cake you get
     Eb                          Ab          Eb
But, if you get sick, cross your fingers for luck
           Ab         Eb          Bb       Eb
'Cause old Richard T. Burke ain't giving a xxxx

  Ab                     Eb
Commoditized health, monopolized fraud
            Eb (nc)                  Bb (nc)
"Here's the doctors we own, and the research we bought"
             Eb                Ab         Eb
They own the pharmacies, and a lot of the meds
            Ab           Eb                Bb             Eb
They should start buying graves to sell us when we're all dead

Chorus:
                Ab
There ain't no "You" in UnitedHealth
                F7
There ain't no "Me" in the company
                Eb         Bb      C
There ain't no "Us" in the private trust
               F7          Bb  Eb
There's hardly humans in humanity

Outro:
               F7          Bb  Eb
There's hardly humans in humanity
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