People play their stuff,
People smoke their stuff, don’t care!
Put up and shut up!!

The tain travels slow,
Crawling and creeping along.
It hears my complaint.
As complex as simple is.
People play their stuff,
People smoke their stuff, don’t care!
Put up and shut up!!

The tain travels slow,
Crawling and creeping along.
It hears my complaint.
Here’s ‘Al’ in St. Ives,
Harp player that calms seagulls.
Lets you keep your chips!
The notes ringing out,
Brings the people down the hill,
And calls the tide in!

A little magic,
In harmonic melodies,
Sitting by the sea.
I enjoy cafes,
Tea or coffee with some cake,
And watch people pass.
In a corner seat,
A menu tells a story,
Of places I’ve been.

Yummy Scrummy love,
Is sweet – so tasty, so sweet!
Indulge it! Enjoy!
The Brexit crisis
No no no Irish border
The stupid EU.
Noone understands
The mess this Brexit’s doing
Just crazy people.