Squire - Alan Hull

Call me the Squire, 'cos that’s what I am

A high flying flier, a high flying man

Like a seagull on the wing, heading for the sun

I swear I mean no harm, to you or anyone

But the man who knocks upon my door ain’t smiling

He’s the law and Lord he’s so reconciling

To a brain who walks along a one way lane

A Property and wealth is what’s required

So call me the Squire

Call me the Squire, and take off your hat

Don’t call me no liar, 'til you’ve called yourself that

You know I’ve hopped along the road, from the dole queue to the top

It’s a fool who says he knows, what is real and what is not

But the man who knocks upon my door ain’t smiling

He’s the law and Lord he’s so reconciling

To a brain who walks along a one way lane

A Property and wealth is what’s required

So call me the Squire

Call me the Squire