Lyrics of Festive road

Down on festive road
The children will play
And never will know
That when mr benn
Of number 52
Walks in through that door
Peculiar events will ensue
The shopkeeper peers
Through spectacles round
As benn wanders in
And shuts out the town
The shopkeeper wears his customary grin
'cos he knows when they go
To try on his clothes
Each fantasy chosen begins