Genesis

Can you tell me where my country lies ?
Said the unifaun to his true love's eyes
It lies with me !, cried the Queen of Maybe
- For her merchandise, he traded in his prize
Paper late !, cried a voice in the crowd
Old man dies ! The note he left was signed
Old Father Thames - it seems he's drowned
Selling England by the pound
Citizens of Hope & Glory
Time goes by - it's the time of your life
Easy now, sit you down
Chewing through your Wimpy dreams
They eat without a sound
Digesting England by the pound
Young man says you are what you eat - eat well
Old man says you are what you wear - wear well
You know what you are, you don't give a damn
Bursting your belt that is your homemade sham
The Captain leads his dance right on through the night