| Back when I was an English gent
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| Too far to ever mention
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| Rebel without applause
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| Starts an Indifference Engine
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| Stop for more tea
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| Recharge my ascension
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| Invited everybody to the Father of Invention
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| The party carried on
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| Through the Giddy Limit
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| Comics, teas, cartoons And games
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| And several silly gimmicks
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| But wait, hang on a minute
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| Someone’s no longer in it
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| My dinner’s on a silver tray
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| With no one here to bring it
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| Now where the hell is Geoffery
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| Let’s rewind it back
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| Oh yes, he disappeared
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| If I could find that secret track
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| At the end of album four
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| He vanished like a magic trick
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| Took my time travel trousers
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| And I’m sad but as it is
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| I have no time to find his silly face
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| I’m busy and impatient
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| It looks like Geoffs gone,
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| Time to find a new replacement
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| How hard can it be to be my butler every day?
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| It’s not like I ever needed that ape anyway
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| Well at first I tried a python
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| But he slipped right out the uniform
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| My lovely horse was rubbish
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| And I couldn’t find a unicorn
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| The brown bear looked so fetching
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| And in a suit he looked so suitable
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| But he mauled the postman brutally
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| And I couldn’t find a moose at all
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| I settled for a fawn
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| But they make awful butlers
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| He hid when I called and left hoof prints in the butter
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| The pelican was silly
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| As pathetic as the rabbit
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| And the hedgehogs stupid spikes ruined every single jacket
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| Had a bumblebee
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| Squashed him
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| Had an ant
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| Lost him
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| Tried some foreign help
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| A koala and a possum
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| So often drifted off to the image of my Geoff
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| Beaming in soft focus, his orange hair a mess
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| I can’t leave the silly sod in space
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| Like lost property
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| Besides he’s the only one who make a proper cup of tea
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| Chuck the other beasts away
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| Or prepare them in my kitchen
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| Cause this time it’s time to travel time
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| To find where Geoff is missing! |