Gruff Rhys - No Profit in Pain Lyrics

No Profit in Pain

I was born in the NHS
And I’ve been wrapped in her bandages
And when my child was born
The janitor sung ‘Oh How Great Thou Art’
Thanks Aneirun Bevan
And William Pryce
Betsi Cadwaladr came to school, split my hair from the lice,
And when I broke my heart,
They gave me s crutch and a leg to stand on,
From cradle to grave,
From the moment I was born you patched me up to stay strong,
Don’t rip it apart,
For some bastard bank to make some money, ripping out your heart.
So if civility is helping out
Then civilisation is what I’m all about
Forget capital
It’s not about profiting on pain,
And when Richard Branson sees dollar bills,
You know it’s time to run for the hills,
As a society,
We’ve got your back and your heart attack.
From cradle to grave
From the moment I was born you patched me up to stay strong,
Don’t rip it apart,
For some bastard bank to make some money, ripping out your, heartfelt anniversary, you’re the
handle on the stairs that keeps me off my knees.
Well I’m NHS born
And NHS bred
And when I die let me be NHS dead
Life’s a tightrope walk,
You don’t want a hole in your safety net,
From cradle to grave
From the moment I was born you patched me up to stay strong,
Don’t rip it apart,
For some bastard bank to make some money, ripping out your, heartfelt anniversary, you’re the
handle on the stairs that keeps me off my knees.
(Shout out to all the ethical bankers)