Because you want the day to come sooner, you want the day to come sooner!

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... 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 my boy? Ah, I've lost my boy". But I should know why you've gone because again and again you've explained you've gone to the National, 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 explaine: you've gone to the National, to the National, to the National Front Disco because you want the day to come sooner, you want the day to come sooner, you want the day to come sooner when you've settled the score, oh, the National...

(OOOOOOH, YOU WANT THE DAY TO COME SOONER!)