Must be related to SASQUACH.

Bedside Manner

He’s on a ventilator Sir get closer to his bed,
Oh my God , I’m surely thankful that he wasn’t dead,

I didn’t mean to hit him, but he staggered outta that bar,
I had just turned the corner and hit him with my car,

Do you reckon I can talk to him before the cops get here?
He smells pretty awful, but I think that it’s the beer,

I know they won’t arrest me but if he’ll just confess,
It’ll save me a lotta trouble, I don’t need this mess,

Nurse he’s mumbling bad, What’s he trying to say,
He’s hard to understand, something’s in the way,

Maybe his throat was injured, he’s breathing awful fast,
Nurse you gotta do something, or he ain’t gonna last,

Give him your telephone , a confession he can text,
Ok he’s punching letters, what do I do next,

Quick just take the telephone , We gotta see what he said,
You’ve gotta step out mister or this man’s gonna be dead,

Well damnit nurse, read it to me, any message will be fine,
It says, you idiot bastard get off my oxygen line!