Lletres: Genesis. Selling England By The Pound. Dancing With The Moonlit Knight.

"Can you tell me where my country lies?"
Cried 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 and Glory
Time goes by it's "the time of your life"
Easy now, sit you down
Chewing through the 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
Join the dance
Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mold.
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout

There's a fat old lady outside the saloon
Laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune
The deck is uneven right from the start
All of their hands are playing apart

The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
Join the dance
Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mold
You're the show
Off we go with, you play the hobbyhorse
I'll play the fool, we'll tease the bull
Ringing round and loud, loud and round

Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mold
Follow on! Till the gold is cold
Dancing out with the moonlit knight
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout