The relatives (after reflection)
Requested a lethal injection
'Her mind's like a sieve, she's no reason to live...
(And the will is awaiting inspection)'

They claimed that once while of sound mind
She'd quite voluntarily signed
A medics' committee, if prompted by pity
Could authorise acts of this kind

You think that this never could be?
Well wake up and listen to me
It's happ'ning already, with pace that is steady
A short way across the North Sea

And here, I am told, that of late
They're having some earnest debate
With raising of thumbs, the physician becomes
The most dangerous man in the state

Beware of the 'Living Will Bill'
(Euphemisms get subtler still)
'Allowing to die' is a mischievous lie
It's a licence for doctors to kill