Toad in the Hole
Somewhere in a town in Englan
lay a babe with a curious smile
He was of your father's children
Born each side of a dry-stone mile
He grew up through the schools and factories
Brunel's tunnels and bridges bold
Grey towers built high on that Kingdo
with apartments still unsold
Somewhere in a town in England
Could be Newcastle, Leeds or Birmingham
And were you made i
England's green and pleasant land
He accepts no unemploymen
and is to indeterminate station bred
Is possessed of skills and reaso
Flies the flag upon his head
Watches the democratic proces
grind it's way through the Commons col
Filled with fiery infiltrator
who would pave the streets with England's gold.