[Verse 1]
See there, a man is born!
And we pronounce him fit for peace
There's a load lifted from his shoulders
With the discovery of his disease
We’ll take a child from him
Put it to the test
Teach it to be a wise man
And how to fool the rest

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Speaking]
We will be geared to the average, rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
We walked through the maternity ward
And saw 218 babies wеaring nylons
It says here that cats are on thе upgrade
Upgrade? Hipgrave
Oh, Mac

[Verse 2]
In the clear white circles of morning wonder
I take my place with the lord of the hills
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discolored
In neat little rows sporting canvas frills
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention
While queuing for sarnies at the office canteen
Saying: "How's your granny?" and good old Ernie
He coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win