Lyrics:

[genesis, 'selling england by the pound']

(t. banks / p. collins / p. gabriel / s. hackett / m. rutherford)


It's one o'clock and time for lunch,

Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum

When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,

I can always hear them talk.


There's always been ethel:

'jacob, wake up! you've got to tidy your room now.'

And then mister lewis:

'isn't it time that he was out on his own? '

Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you!

Keep them moving blades sharp...


I know what I like, and I like what I know;

Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.

Sunday night, mr farmer called, said:

'listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you

In the fire escape trade. come up to town!'

But I remebered a voice from the past;

'gambling only plays when you're winning'

- I had to thank old miss mort for schooling a failure.

Keep them moving blades sharp...


I know what I like, and I like what I know;

Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.


When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,

I can always hear them talk.

Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk.