David, the wind blows 
The wind blows ... 
Bits of your life away 
Your friends all say ... 
"Where is our boy ? Oh, we've lost our boy" 
But they should know 
Where you've gone 
Because again and again you've explained that 
You're going to ... 

Oh, you're going to ... 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
England for the English ! 
England for the English ! 

David, the winds blow 
The winds blow ...
All of my dreams away 
And I still say : 
"Where is our boy ? Ah, we've lost our boy" 
But I should know 
Why you've gone 
Because again and again you've explained
You've gone to the ... 

National, ah ... 
To the National .. 
There's a country; you don't live there 
But one day you would like to 
And if you show them what you're made of 
Oh, then you might do ... 

But David, we wonder 
We wonder if the thunder 
Is ever really gonna begin 
Begin, begin 
Your mom says : 
"I've lost my boy" 
But she should know 
Why you've gone 
Because again and again you've explained 
You've gone to the : 

National 
To the National 
To the National Front Disco 
Because you want the day [bad word] sooner 
You want the day [bad word] sooner 
You want the day [bad word] sooner 
When you've settled the score 

Oh, the National 
Oh, the National 
Oh, the National 
Oh, the National 
Oh, the National