National Treasure (feat. Rianne Downey)

Our country drags heels

And always they scuff

Most nations like ours need fools for their heroes

A man had a friend

A not so close friend

He visited most every day

Brought him his shopping

Come rain or shine

And blew those cobwebs away

A single cigarette

A 50p bet

An old-fashioned hug for good measure

His visiting time like caviar and wine

That person’s national treasure

Our country drags heels

And always they scuff

Most nations like ours need fools for their heroes

They gaze into navels

Removing the fluff

Every place on this earth, they celebrate zeroes

A doctor who

Home visits patients

Twenty four hours round the clock

The volunteers working in shelter

Who stay on their feet till they drop

Nothing be fairer

Than silence of carer

When forfeiting personal pleasure

Unknighted, unsung

On ladder’s bottom rung

But all of them national treasures

Our country drags heels

And always they scuff

Most nations like ours need fools for their heroes

They gaze into navels

Removing the fluff

Every place on this earth, they celebrate zeroes

She don’t wear a Rolex

She don’t wear a cape

She certainly don't drive a Mark 3

He’s driving a bus

He’s just one of us

He’s them, she’s you and he’s me

Our country drags heels

And always they scuff

Most nations like ours need fools for their heroes

They gaze into navels

Removing the fluff

Every place on this earth, they celebrate zeroes