Here you are, Joe. "There's so much more to fail to do." is a great line. Partygate I hear you're cross and well I know That some will say that I must go But history calls, it is my fate To stay to steer the ship of state. Once more folk think that I'm inept For breaking laws that others kept. That suitcase full of beer and wine Seemed work-related - all was fine. Some were not pleased that we decide To party on while others died. Some still think that I'm a fool But I know I was born to rule. So once again I need to try Sackcloth and ashes, humble pie. The fact that I keep talking shite Somehow, sometimes, comes back to bite. Sometimes the plebs don't realise It's nothing much - they're only lies. I want to go on serving you There's so much more to fail to do. I break the laws sometimes and I Find doing that leads me to lie. It's not the lie, it's not the law The thing that hurts me rather more, The only thing I care about The fact that I have been found out. I live my life from lie to lie It's always worked - God knows why. It worked with mistresses and wives, Affairs of state and people's lives. I do the least I need to do And somehow seem to muddle through. Life may be hard and some may dread The thought of harder times ahead. However hard your life may be You'll find that I looked after me. Les Barker
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