Down in the den that they call Number ten
lives a Maybot who's feeling quite cross...

She's hanging by her fingernails,
she's hanging by a thread...

My best advice
for the youth of today...

I scribble in obscurity,
enthused by a passion...

But Earth has not anything .......
or anyone...

Vivaldi's 'Four Seasons'
was interrupted by a voice...

Shoulder to shoulder our grandparents stood,
Shoulder to shoulder each woman and man...

Well my words aren't silk
and my words aren't lace...

Tell your son and tell your daughter
Tell them blood's thicker than water...

We will teach you all a lesson,
you 'political elite...

I've just discovered that the sleepy little...
Here comes the cavalry charge into town...

Fame, fame fame. What's your name? What's your...
Ah, the delicious irony...