His dad was Greek 
His mum Palestinian 
Born in Turkey 
He grew up a Syrian
He’s a man of fighting age 

He’s handy with a sword
He’s on a small boat
Coming over here 
Red cross white coat
He’s a man of fighting age

They stuck him on a barge 
In Portland harbour
Lobbying hard 
For his departure
He’s a man of fighting age

A soldier 
In a foreign army
We’re not racist 
To say this are we
He’s a man of fighting age

The locals don’t like 
Dragon slaying
Don’t like  
What the dragon farmer’s paying
He’s a man of fighting age

A catholic country 
This one ain’t
We ain’t the type 
To venerate a saint
He’s a man of fighting age

But it’s alright, it’s okay
He’s leaving the first plane

The law says it’s safe and sound
Just needs assent of the crown
He’s a man of fighting age
St George is Rwanda-bound