Song Lyrics

England is ill and it is not alone
I heard it through the tinny speakers on a cameraphone
The things you hear and the things you see
Are amplified into a ca-ca-cacophony
The lost identity in my dream before
I ride the local train, I'm not above the law

Serendipity puts away with me
Houdini couldn't escape from me
I wouldn't bet my life (He wouldn't bet his life)
Maybe things will change tomorrow
I wouldn't bet my life (You would be mad to try)
Maybe things will change tomorrow
The daily grind, the moral wealth
A potrait of the national health

England is sick and I'm a casualty
I'm in a constant state of flux in terms of what to be
We generalise and we live inside
I feel we're heading for a ca-ca-catastrophe
The lost identity in my dream before
I ride the local train, I'm not above the law

Serendipity took ahold of me
Fellini couldn't have dreamt of this


I wouldn't bet my life (He wouldn't bet his life)
Maybe things will change tomorrow
I wouldn't bet my life (You would be mad to try)
Maybe things will change tomorrow

The daily grind, the moral wealth
The family binds by means of stealth
A portrait of the national health

Did you hear? (You what?)
I went down to the council today (What did they say?)
They sent me away (No way!)
My word holds no sway (Who's to blame?)
You are... (Oh yeah?)
I guess I couldn't be tamed

The daily grind, the moral wealth
The family binds by means of stealth
A portrait of the national health!

Thomas English, Duncan Robert Lloyd, Paul Anthony Smith, Archis Tiku, Lukas Wooller, Thomas Alexander English, Lukas James Wooller

The duration of The National Health (Recorded Live At Vada Studios) is 3:03 minutes and seconds.