No Profit in Pain - Gruff Rhys

I was born in the NHS

And I’ve been wrapped her bandages

And where my child was born

The janitor sung 'Oh how great thou art'

Thanks Aneurin Bevan and William Price

Betsi Cadwaladr, split my hair from the lice

And when I broke my heart

They gave me a crutch and a leg to stand on

From cradle to grave

From the moment I was born

You’ve patched me up to

Stay strong, don’t rip it apart

For some bastard bank to make some money

Ripping out your heart

And if civility is helping out

Then civilisation’s 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’ve 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

When I die, let me be NHS dead

Life’s a tightrope walk

You don’t wanna hole in the safety net

From cradle to grave

From the moment I was born

You’ve 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

Don’t rip it apart

For some bastard bank to make some money

Ripping out your heart-felt anniversary

You’re the handle on the stairs

That keeps me off my knees

No profit in pain

(But a shout out to all the ethical bankers)