Welcome back, my friends, it seems (most of) you have returned
The loss of our title character, must have left you all concerned
While it was not a good day for our old friend, his time’s not over yet
These resilient little buggers, can cope with getting wet
Now, some time has passed, while you got you wine and beers,
Our FIVER’s been in the sewers for nearly 15 years
He’s been floating around the ocean, oh the stories he could tell
But he’s back now on our radar, he's returned from the depths of hell
He washed up on the shore, of an English coastal town,
All covered up in seaweed, a rustic green and brown,
Then one day he was discovered, by a treasure hunting lad
Who went up to an ice cream van, and bought himself a Fab
For a week he stayed in the ice cream van, waiting for his time to come
The clouds were keeping the crowds away, so he waited for the sun
He sat back and enjoyed the ride, he was travelling in style
Listening to the jingle that made the children smile
Oh the places it has been
Oh the things that fiver’s seen
From the depths of the sewers to the deep blue sea
From the sandy shores to the ice cream van
Staying in the cool while the tourists tan
That’s a fiver’s destiny
A mum came by and rescued him, when she’d been for a run by the beach
After burning all the calories, she had earned herself a treat
She left in such a hurry, and it fell from her pocket to the ground
Where it laid for just a moment, waiting to be found
Look who picked it up, this familiar chap
Just by chance fortune has landed in his lap
15 years have aged him, his boy’s almost a man
And his wife well she has since passed on, but he does the best he can