Clockwise

Brave Sir Henry swims the Serpentine in 16 seconds flat

We applaud him from

The plimsoll line Sir Henry lifts his hat We drink some wine

We hold

Up signs

We give him 9 point 87 every time

Every time That's just

The way things are in heaven here

Sweet Katrina preens in six way mirrors under triple moons

I have seen her

Glide along the river murmuring this tune

Here

A little bird just told me that my time is nearly through and soon

I must forget this place and crawl right back to you

Childhood ends and

Ł˘senseŁ˘ descends and I'll believe in you

I'll be leaving you