We have to keep our feet on the ground Whilst our heads are in the clouds, I'll be bound To ignore reality A positive future I foresee Is that feeble or perfectly sound?
Who cares about Trump's impeachment? He's just an embarrassment Will he win the election? He's the shame of the nation And as for tax - is there concealment?
Some bits of me are falling apart I don't mind, long as it's not my heart I need someone to patch me up Give me a cuddle, fill my cup, That's all I need to give me a start.
Nothing better than a hot chocolate drink Unless it comes with hanky panky, wink-wink But the café is shut My feet can't take me are kaput (sorry crazy, rhyme) I'm going to soak them in the sink!
I’ll go for a walk in the woods today Just down the road not too far away Have to wrap up warm And l'll sprint past the farm But drop in for a hot chocolate at the cafe