Remember Doctor Foster in Gloucester? Then, do sing along. — Dr. Philosopher was such a pompous-Sir, and he was such a bane he lived in a bubble and earned over double of what an average man did so gain Dr. Philosopher was quite an arse-licker for him, there was loads to gain in schmoozing wherever, name-dropping forever right company he must retain…

set me free from the rat race — We drown in things just for our sins a box a chair lots more in there from the inane through to profane we shop we shop it’s all very vain but still we buy and it’s insane. We jump each day into the fray a job a gig now do your jig from 9 to…

how we always do a number on our own selves — There was a young lady called Epi Who thought herself not very happy If only she knew It would be worse when she grew She’d count herself already peppy There was a young lad called Joe Who felt all the time very low If only he’d see He was already free He’d be light…

the things I do in these endless days of sit tight — My, oh my, do I heat up of late must be the menopause picks up my own heart rate or else it is this sun that makes my pores dilate or this here #GHLiving which makes even saints irate. But then, whatever the case, I’m glad to be in this place where…

what tends to happen when your house burns down — My house burnt down but I don’t see the moon I know it shines really bright, but it’s just far too soon to say everything’s okay, because this loss is truly a boon. Since the world’s come apart into sheer doom and gloom we’re all in this big fight where nature wants to…