
When I'm fully wound, I can hear the soundOf a pin make a crater in the sandAnd twenty miles away I can safely sayThere's a sparrow coming down to landMy costume's red, white and blueI'm British through and throughI'm a clockwork SupermanWhen my rocket crashed, they fixed me upNo expense, they said, was sparedI cost £2,000, including spare keyI can jump twenty feet in the airI come with guaranteeAnd it's plain to seeI'm a clockwork Superman
Middle Eight
Bio-clockwork, tick tock, Two Grand ManThat's what I amDoing what I canNo job is too tough for meFor the Queen (God bless her)And the Countryyyy
If I 'm talking slow, you're sure to knowMy clockwork's winding downWind me up but please take careWhere you put the keeeeeeeyBut don't overwindOr you'll findI'm a clockwork.......clockwork.....clockwork.....clockwork.....
clockwork.....
We lost the match and my partner blamed me...he said I wasn't concentrating!
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