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 Elevator greats