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