Here At Homerton Hospital

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