Frosty - Eugene McGuinness

I cross the Thames

As a frosty sun descends

Golden autumn into silver winter

And like a jack-in-a-box

Who sprung out of the grogshop?

Eyes of fire through the cool vapour

We blew with the breeze

We whistled through the trees

The masters of our universe

The cameras scan

Tourists for terrorists

And we dance in the square

Around a frozen fountain

Ten out of ten

And we put Godzilla

In our rear view mirror

After the chase

We went on our way