"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 Tagus'
- it seems he's drowned;
Selling Portugal 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 Wimpey dreams,
they eat without a sound;
Digesting Portugal by the pound.