it's an s.o.s
sent out telepathically
signs of our distress
don't allow complacency
we need restoration now
of our integrity
and a drastic bold reminder
of our morality
the rectifying troop is here
the ones we have needed
all these years
to stop the heinous wrongdoings
and verify our moral
benevolence as a people
operation operation rescue
they're here to right our fall
they've heard a troubled call
operation operation rescue
you may wonder where they
come from but I just wonder
why they're here at all
<Interlude>
life ever after
is what they're in business for
see them brandish the key to
our kingdoms' door
it's persuasive, a part of
you and me but
not overwhelming
as they wish it to be
if no one believed
in fairy tales
there's nothing they
could do but fail yet everywhere
we look someone is trying
to reassure our moral
benevolence as a people
operation operation rescue
they're here to right our fall
they've heard a troubled call
operation operation rescue
you may wonder where
they come from
but I just wonder what
compels them all
<Interlude>
operation operation rescue
operation operation rescue
you may wonder where
they come from
but I just wonder
what compels them all
cked 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
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
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
See there! A man born