Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



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Monday, March 7, 2011

A Song For All Cures

I may get threatened with trademark infringement litigation for this one but what the heck, blog posts are really easy to delete. So, keeping my head down and refusing delivery of any certified mail, here is my song for the week sung to the tune of The Beatles’ “Revolution”……….



You say this drug’s a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to find our cure
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to find our cure
But when you talk about infusion
Don't you know that you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
all right, all right

You say you got a new solution
Well, you know
I'd sure love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We’re all doing what we can
But when you want money
for cancers that come back late
All I can tell you is brother they’ll make you wait
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
all right, all right
Ah

ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

You say you'll change cell constitution
Well, you know
We all want to find new meds
You tell me it's your contribution
Well, you know
How ‘bout insuring me instead
And when you go holding events with large pink crowds
You ain't going to do much for this old boy anyhow
Don't you know it's gonna be all right
all right, all right
all right, all right, all right
all right, all right, all right


Here’s a “shooby doo wop” to all, with my prayers for cures for every guest of The Hotel Carcinoma chain.

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