Harris

On my estate was a man with a flag in his yard

And the country deluded him

He toed the establishment line

Like a statue Harris smiled

Stood and smiled

Harris smiled

Harris smiles

Harris stares

The world goes by

He stood and died

Harris smiles

Harris died

Lancaster bombers are rusting in sheds in our land

While in Parliament square there's a man

A statue in bronze

And the statue of Harris stared

Stood and stared

Harris stares

Counts himself lucky he's English and says it with pride

As he stares at the taxis and buses

Fumes are inside his prison

Where he'll sit for eternity trapped as a bigoted man