Like any good Englishman I enjoy humour* With all due seriousness. The sadness of laughter rings like a bell And all's well. Laugh, laugh till your belly aches And you almost remember who you are. Almost remember, almost, who you are. Like any good Englishman I try expression With all due seriousness. The voice in the vacuum rings like a bell And all's well. Sing, sing till your throat's so raw That you almost discover who you are. Almost discover, almost, who you are. Like any good Englishman I've learned the bingeing With all due seriousness. The action of alcohol rings like a bell And all's well. Drink, drink till you're invincible And you almost forget who you are. Almost forget, almost, who you are. Like any good Englishman I approach loving With all due seriousness. The stuff in my head is cracked like a bell And all's well. Love, love till your insides are out And your briefly become who you are. Briefly become, briefly, who you are. Cry, cry till you're empty again And you almost go back to who you were. Almost go back to, almost, who you were.