Let’s skip the news boy, I’ll go make some tea … Arabs and the Jews boy, too much for me…. gets me confused boy, puts me off to sleep, better in my day, oh Lord, for when we got bored, we’d start a World War, happy but poor. Blood on the rooftops, Venice in the spring, streets of San Francisco a word from Peking…. when Old Mother Goose stops and we’re out for 23…GENESIS.
Must be the British in me…Payton. what’s in you?.