While you’ve been busy in the kitchen
To your cooking style
Showing off to those neighbours
Your home made scones
With Devonshire teas of course
The devils been in your parlour
Been in your closet
Seen behind closed doors
Counting all your pennies
For Sunday school
While you’ve been building ships & boats
Wrapping yourself in self pride moats
The devils been whispering
In poor old George W bushes ear
Telling him to spread the word of fear
You see your second cousin
Tied down in waste
Battle uniforms
Battle of oblivion
In barren deserts in wait
Kuwait or Iraq fall down in haste
Your heart is heavy
Like a ship all out at sea
Is it for her or me !?
While you’ve been down at the town pool hall
Spending your dimes
Having a ball
The devils been talking to your travelling friend
In a dark dingy alley
Telling false dreams
With the needle and spoon
Lord sending her off to some lonely lagoon
You’re the one who shows all the pain
From her emotional train
That shakes you to the rafters in vain
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