When Harry met Bob
Bob was an anarchist
Harry had a job

Working for the government

Married to the M.O.D.

Bob, he chose Adidas
Harry found God
Bobby lost weight


He said, "If I had a pound
For everything in town

That helped to bring me down
I could move somewhere nice"


Harry had a Ford
Drove it to the beach
Left his clothes on the shore

And walked into the sea

And it's airplane food

That keeps us on the move
Our radios are tuned
To the supermarket groove

And lift music

Everything is great

The trains are never late
The TV and the state
Keep us on the straight


But Harry couldn't wait
I guess Jesus was his mate

And they must have had a date
Because he couldn't stand another plate


Of Airplane food
Keeps us on the move
Our radios are tuned

To the supermarket groove
And lift music


Lo and behold
Twenty good as gold