Pushing his pen across the page To nowhere in particular He's dreaming of his holidays His stomach's perpendicular He tried to keep his keep fit interest But the summer's nearly here The only exercise he really gets is when he's lifting beer Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable His feet up in the air...oh Our man is sipping drinks incredible Eating all that's edible He hasn't got a care His day's spent pushing money round But he's not got a lot of his own His wife lives on the other side of town And all his kids are fully grown Would the enormous coporation Lose much more than it's pride? If he was to take an early pension With a little on the side Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable A-bathing on his yacht...oh Our man is drinking drinks exotica Dreaming of Uttoxeter I think not He's fanning himself with fivers And drinking blue lagoons He's watching erotic scuba divers While the band plays calypso tunes Our man is feeling rather wonderful Lying somewhere comfortable His feet up in the air...oh And he smiles because there's no Extradition there...oh Our man is feeling rather wonderful