When Harry met Bob   Bob was an anarchist   Harry had a job   Working for the government      Married to the M.O.D.   Bob, he chose Adidas   Harry found God   Bobby lost weight      He said, "If I had a pound   For everything in town   That helped to bring me down   I could move somewhere nice"      Harry had a Ford   Drove it to the beach   Left his clothes on the shore   And walked into the sea      And it's airplane food   That keeps us on the move   Our radios are tuned   To the supermarket groove   And lift music      Everything is great   The trains are never late   The TV and the state   Keep us on the straight      But Harry couldn't wait   I guess Jesus was his mate   And they must have had a date   Because he couldn't stand another plate      Of Airplane food   Keeps us on the move   Our radios are tuned   To the supermarket groove   And lift music      Lo and behold   Twenty good as gold   Elevator greats