Me and poor Crusoe are sharing the same fate
 Cast away on a desert island
 With Great Britain written on its name plate
 With my umbrella I go walking
 Through all the sands on a building site
 Across the shopping malls and motorways
 Birds from Heathrow fill the
 Night with people flying to escape
 Friday comforts me and says it's pay day
 Cast away on a desert island...
 The game and coconuts is plentiful
 You pick 'em right off of a supermarket shelf
 And all the man-eaters are parked away
 Down in garages
 While their selfish owners drinking to escape
 Lord of flies with cocktails in his conch shell
 Don't rescue me, no
 This is my home sweet home dear
 Don't rescue me, no
 I am far from alone here
 Cast away on a desert island
 Me and one nation are sharing the same fate
 Cast away on a desert island
 With Great Britain written on its name plate
 Cast away on a desert island