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Here we are, Vice will take your bet. Prob'ly find him yawning. Time zones pose a threat. And, though it sounds creepy, how can there be a fight When no one can distinguish left from right? Here we are Dissing Tony Blair. Can't ignore his parliament, Must pretend to care. Both of us agree we've found a better way Than to give a thought to what ours say. We both remember The arguments we had before the fall Of the tall buildings seemed to cast a pall On any charter members of atomic protocol Who objected to a test By any of the rest. So here we are With our latest game. Can either one remember And pronounce the other one's first name? Two chosen autocrats sparring in the night, Who no longer can tell wrong from right.
Music by Hoagy Carmichael |