Marvellous Year

There you go again around our sun
No-one even knows where you come from
You sail across the sky with you tail of sparkling ice
Many years ago word would get around
Everyone would move to higher ground
The mountain tops would ring with prayers and sacrifice
There you go our lovely friend
Don’t wait so long to come again
And if you meet someone along the road
Remember us, and say we said hullo
Now the jury’s out on our existence
Seems to be some doubt we’ll go the distance
The worst are full of passionate intensity
While the best just try to cope
There you go our lovely friend
Don’t wait so long to come again
Cause we did a lot of things, and some of them were good
We did a lot of things, we did the best that we could
We had Democracy, Dentistry, Waist-band elastic, Rhythmic Gymnastics,
The Rule Of Law, The Rule Of Thumb, Fire, The Wheel, Rugby Union,
The Petrol Engine, The Old-Age Pension, The Fire Of Hades, The Briscoes Lady,
Dental Floss, Motorcross, The Koran, The Torah, Interflora
And in that marvellous year some child should have been born
To look up at the sky and write you a song