I am the defector   And you’re the farmer’s daughter   You been teasing us farm boys   Till we start talkin’ about those rabbits, George   Oh won’t you tell us ‘bout those rabbits, George      I am the defector   I give it what it need   Let’s make a new world order   Let’s make it rhyme      You’re the chocolate at the end of my Cornetto   I love the way your underwire bra   Always sets off that X-ray machine      Comin’ into land and   Now I love the colour of it all   Blue lights on the runway   I love the colour of it all      I am the defector   ‘Cause someone stirred my soul   With that great big stick of hers   Kinda looks like an oar      The accountants have taken the movie   Yeah, they’re on set   The people from the mobile phone company   Say who gets to play and who gets to not      You’re a picture of the check out girl   Hand me a plastic bag   I got the sweats trying to open it   As it all piles up, I wish I didn’t bite my nails      Comin’ into land and   Now I love the colour of it all   Blue lights on the runway   I love the colour of it all   Getting ready to spill my guts and   I love the colour of it all   To the waitress on roller skates   I love the colour of it all   Oh the colour of it all      I am the great defector   So I must affect an air   Of a man who’s maybe seen too much   But still just manages to care      Still you’re the chocolate at the end of my Cornetto   I love the way your underwire bra   Always sets off that X-ray machine      Comin’ into land and   Now I love the colour of it all   Blue lights on the runway   I love the colour of it all   Getting ready to spill my guts and   I love the colour of it all   To the, to the waitress on roller skates   I love the colour of it all   Oh the colour of it all      Waitress on roller skates [x8]   (Love the colour of it all) [x2]