作曲 : Ian Anderson
 You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone
 You meet the stares, you're unaware that your doings aren't done
 And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be
 But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
 I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
 Your rings upon your fingers
 And your downy little sides
 And your silver-buckle shoes
 Playing at the hard case
 You follow the example of the comic-paper idol
 Who lets you bend the rules
 So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
 Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
 Your super crooks
 And show us all the way
 Well! Make your will and testament
 Won't you? Join your local government
 We'll have Superman for president
 Let Robin save the day
 You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time
 The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line
 And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are
 And take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars
 And you wonder who to call on
 So! Where the hell was Boggles when you needed him last Saturday?
 And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
 They're all resting down in Cornwall
 Writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
 Of the Boy Scout Manual