| 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 portrait 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! |