Work of Heart

My blood type is caffeine

Guilty pleasure is sleep

I'm maintaining my patience, eight days a week

Pay parking, then I save lives

Whilst the worlds in bed, I'm up all night

I'm overworked, but unafraid

Highly skilled yet underpaid

I'm battered and bruised in these worn out shoes

But I'm here every day

Giving myself to the greater good

Putting my love to some God damn use

Lifting you up, easing the pain

Hoping for the day I never see you again

It's a, a work of heart

This five to nine

It's a, a work of heart

This saving lives

The schedule is manic

Queues down the hall

Who needs appointments (who needs appointments)

When you're always on call

It's all endurance

Latex and lube

Stretching my limits (stretching my limits)

Pulling 'em through

Killing myself just to survive (to survive)

No better cause than sparing a life

In spite of the blood, sweat and tears on display

The NHS, we find a way!

Of giving ourselves to the greater good

Putting our love to some God damn use

Lifting you up, easing the pain

Hoping for the day we never see you again

It's a, a work of heart

This five to nine (this five to nine)

It's a, a work of heart

This saving lives

I'm equal parts doctor and teacher

A drop of therapist, and a problem preacher

A dash of hope, sweetly sanitised

I never could play, but thank God we're unionised

Ourselves to the greater good

Putting our love to some God damn use

Lifting you up, easing the pain

Hoping for the day I never see you again

A work of heart

This five to nine (this five to nine)

It's a, a work of heart

This saving lives

It's a work of heart