We saw him here, we saw him there
On televi-sion everywhere
Hobnobbing with pop stars, prime ministers and priests
He was a celebrated slebrity, was Savile

But then he died, and then we found
At BBC and all around
Turns out he'd been screwing, well, anyone he could
He was a predatory paedophile was Savile

Oh yes he was (oh yes he was), oh yes he was (oh yes he was)
Cigar, "Now, then, now then", "Showaddywaddy"
And when he wore that shiny nylon shellsuit - what a sight
Now he's a dead ex-kiddie fiddler is Savile

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
So many people loved him in the government
He even got the keys to ****ing Broadmoor (thanks Edwina)
He's a dead x-rated fondler is Savile

We see him here, we see him there
There's revelations everywhere
He must have screwed his way through half the country's female half
He had some dedicated followers did Savile

Oh yes he did (oh yes he did), oh yes he did (oh yes he did)
Police investigations all got nowhere
This pleasure seeking individual always got away
But now he's dead, escaping justice yes, has Savile

Oh yes he is (oh yes he is), oh yes he is (oh yes he is)
He ran a lot of marathons for charity
The most ironic thing: he got a knighthood from the Pope
Now he's a dead ex-kiddie fondler is Savile
Now he's a dead ex-kiddie fondler is Savile
Now he's a dead ex-kiddie fondler is Savile