Now what do we have here? Our FIVER has been left
He’s got a long weekend ahead of him, sitting on that desk
All abandoned and alone, he somehow needed saving
Enter, please our white knight, ‘Lisa’ – the cleaning lady
Lisa took it home and gave it to her son
Who bet his mate he could rip it in half and of course the other guy won
So it changed hands once again, because of a stupid game
Then it was used to buy some football cards, ‘I got a shiny Harry Kane’
He was getting used to life, in the till of the corner shop
With contactless being all the rage, he was left there to rot
‘Til a quirky woman broke him out and it didn’t take her long
To fold the FIVER into the shape of an origami swan
She gave it as a donation, in the collection for the priest
Who ordered himself a takeaway, a delicious Indian feast
The delivery girl got paid in cash for working extra hours
On the way to her mum’s for a birthday meal, she bought her some flowers
Oh the places it has been
Oh the things that FIVER’s seen
From the classroom desk to the cleaners pocket
Being tugged around in a playground bet
From the origami folds to the pews of a church
From the tandoori pockets to the fresh smell of green
That’s the FIVER’s destiny
Let me introduce you to ‘Alan’, you haven’t met him yet
It’s a big big day for ‘Alan’, one he won’t soon forget
He buys his love some flowers, you know how this bit goes
And heads down to the park, where he’s planning to pro-