Physicians here and physicians there,
why are there so many physicians everywhere?
It doesn't make sense, good doctor all around,
except the dollars and cents of physicians abound.
Physicians are rarely that wealthy, you know,
except in the ways that but rarely show.
the delight and the pleasure of serving with grace,
well, all of those dollars cannot take their place.

Physicians are those who really care,
Physicians offer answers that they choose to share,
never a drug unless absolutely needed,
for it's Maimonides call for nature they heeded.
Physicians know to reach for the natural,
the way it was first intended,
Hygiene knew, too, despite parental dissension,
physicians don't believe nature should be distended.
The yields of pharmacopia nasty, impure,
have not proven yet to provide much cure.
Physicians are not those with unending itch,
to have neighbors see them living like the rich.
No Mercedes or villas for physicians at heart,
they remember their adoption of their first medical chart.
Physicians are those who care for the poor,
physicians serve heaven with natural cures.
Still we know, there are those who don't care,
they silently cheat, just to travel everywhere.
Physicians are those out to make better,
by following nature's cures, right to the letter.
They burn and they hurt over medical stealth,
They yearn to exert towards Everyman's health,

Historically, physicians here, there, and everywhere, physicians in every corner of the earth,
are those physicians and practitioners who believe that our physicians are found in our mirrors.

Physicians on top, physicians on the bottom,
who do we turn to now?
Why are there so many physicians
all claiming that they know how?
Everyone's dying, thanks to so-called "top doctors,"
yet iatrogenia's getting worse, according to proctors.
It makes little sense, physicians all around, except dollars and cents run physicians aground.
Physicians are not often wealthy, you know, except in such ways that only sometimes show.
the fulfilling sweet pleasures of serving with grace, well, all of those dollars couldn't take their place.

Physicians are people who really care, Physicians use remedies they feel obligated to share,
never a drug unless quite needed, for Maimonides make it clear it was nature to be heeded.
Physicians know to teach of the natural, the way it was first intended,
Hygiene knew, too, despite parental dissension, physicians don't believe nature should be distended.
All those drugs and chemicals, nasty, impure, have hardly proven to provide much of a cure.
Physicians are not those with the unending itch, for neighbors to see them rich like a bitch.
No Benz and no villas for physicians at heart, there's a reason they loved that first medical chart.
Physicians are those who care for the poor, physicians serve heaven with natural cures.
Still we know, there are those who don't care, they silently cheat, just to travel everywhere.
Physicians are those out to make better, by following nature's cures, right to the letter.
They burn and they hurt over medical stealth; expanding the worth of everyone's health,

In a nutshell, physicians here, there, and everywhere, physicians in every corner of the earth,
are those practitioners and physicians who believe that our physicians are found in our mirrors.