Lyrics of 'Here At Homerton Hospital' by Beans On Toast

Steve is from Basildon, he's a hospital porter
His shift starts in the middle of the night
He rides in to work on a motorbike
He doesn't talk much to the patients
But he gets them where they need to go
He gets on with all of his collegues though
Like that surgeon in the templar ward
Who always says hello

That surgeon is called Dan
He grew up in Gloucester
Ever since he was young, just wanted to help everyone
He was destined to be a doctor
He met his girlfriend Rena here at work

She's a physio
And she was born in Egypt
In a small town south of Cairo
She came to England as a teen with a busted knee
And when they fixed her up for free
She knew exactly what she wanted to be
So she learnt the language and the bones and the muscles
And studied really hard for the qualifications
And not long ago got her first placement here at Homerton Hospital

She eats her lunch with Jill from reception
Jill comes from Swindon, via Jamaica
She's a Rastafarian
She works the desk at A&E
And you won't believe the things that she's seen
Or the respect that she has for her team

There's a paramedic from Portugal
A pharmacist from Senegal
A security guard from the Isle of Man
And a pediatritican from Pakistan

Faces from different places, religions and races
All working together under one roof
So many walks of life and background stories
All coming together for the sick and the poorly
Someone's operating and someone's giving birth
Someone's holding someone else's hand when they pass
They'll stitch you back together and they'll heal the wounds
It won't cost you anything at all
Here at Homerton Hospital

There's an orthadox Jew with Australian flu
Getting his blood pressure checked by a girl from Bangladesh
There's a kid from the estate, got himself in to a state
And now a Polish nurse put his arm in to a cast
And poor uncle Terry slipped in to a coma
Now he's being looked after by Nula from Rowanda
And everyone makes jokes about the hospital food
But to tell you the truth, it's actually pretty good
And that's down to the chef who comes from Marrakech
Makes a killer sherpard's pie and feeds hundereds of patients
Every single night

Faces from different places, religions and races
All working together under one roof
So many walks of life and background stories
All coming together for the sick and the poorly
Someone's operating and someone's giving birth
Someone's holding someone else's hand when they pass
They'll stitch you back together and they'll heal the wounds
It won't cost you anything at all
Here at Homerton Hospital

So if you wonder how the world might work while being multicultural
Come and pay a visit to Homerton Hospital