A Typical Day on the Psychiatric Ward
Wake up at eight after a fitful sleep
Stagger into the day room where a depressed woman weeps
Dressed in a nightie she shouts and bawls
While the staff are outside waiting for role call
Eating soggy cornflakes watching Jeremy Kyle
In come the cleaners in uniforms they file
Cleaning the bedrooms it's pretty hard slog
One pulls a vacuum like dragging a dog
After breakfast the nurses dish out the meds
Measuring cups of cocktails that play with our heads
Olanzapine for the schizophrenics, Lithium for the depressed
One refuses treatment, and is forcibly injected on the bed
At eleven a.m you're too tranquil to think
Then you're taken to a side room to liaise with the shrink
Accompanied with their henchmen they stare mild and meek
But when you open up to them you're kept in for another week
As you're escorted outside for your mid morning smoke
Cadgers and spongers badger you for a fag to toke
Never leaving you alone, your they're kind of fella
Then they lurk back in the bushes swigging their Stella
At noon a queue forms for your nutritious dinner
Pre heated stodge, impossible to become thinner
Then your administered a generous helping of syrup pudding
To the toilets you turn to, your guts are running
After dinner it's time for your lunchtime meds
Then it's an afternoon in front of the telly or retire to bed
In self imposed exile you snooze in the dorm
Silent protest at your sectioning is the everyday norm
You stagger out of your pit at half past three
A manic psychotic tries to escape and flee
The alarm activates and the security barge in
A liquid cosh is adminstered, into his buttocks it's injected in
Then at ten p.m the meds trolley's dragged out
Dispensing out sleepers to knock the insomniacs out
At midnight on the dot the telly's switched off
Then your kept awake all night by loud snoring and incessant phlegmy coughs