Don't Let's Go To The Dogs Tonight,

Well, Fancy Giving Money To The Government! Might As Well Have Put It Down The Drain. Fancy Giving Money To The Government! Nobody Will See The Stuff Again. Well, They've Not Idea What Money's For- Ten To One They'll Start Another War. I've Heard A Lot Of Silly Things, But, Lor'! Fancy Giving Money To The Government!

My Ball Is In A Bunch Of Fern, A Jolly Place To Be; An Angry Man Is Close Astern- He Waves His Club At Me. Well, Let Him Wave-the Sky Is Blue; Go On, Old Ball, We Are But Two-we May Be Down In Three, Or Nine-or Ten-or Twenty-five-it Matters Not; To Be Alive, Is Good Enough For Me.

The Rain Is Plentious But, By God's Decree, Only A Third Is Meant For You And Me; Two-thirds Are Taken By The Growing Things Or Vanish Heavenward On Vapour's Wings: Nor Does It Mathematically Fall With Social Equity On One And All. The Population's Habit Is To Grow In Every Region Where The Water's Low: Nature Is Blamed For Failings That Are Man's, And Well-run Rivers Have To Change Their Plans.

Justice Should Be Cheap But Judges Expensive.

Don't Let's Go To The Dogs Tonight, For Mother Will Be There.