Mr Greg's knee is clunky broken, but a specialist has spoken He says he's gonna mend it, but first he'll have to bend it! He's going to hack it open, his knife he'll have to sharpen Squirt it full of lotion, and give Greg caps full of a magic potion The lotion will stop it creaking, the potion should prevent it squeaking Within a few short weeks Mr Greg should have two nice knees Which will allow him, once again, to out-run the police! The operation might go wrong, and he'll end up worse than before He might have to ascend the stairs towards that disability floor He might have to live a life of leisure, chilling-out forever more A fact he's sure not to like, is that he won't be able to ride his bike He might be forced to finally get a moped or the like And suffer the insurance premium and fuel price spike! The specialist should mend it, these things rarely go wrong Then Mr Greg can sing the "I've got a flexi new knee joint" song!
