Save Me

Please welcome Unemployed Brendan With his little brown shoes, and his trodden demeanour And the draft of a novel Please be standing For the ghost on the landing He's a right smart chap in his bowler, his tails And a matching umbrella Save me Thanks to David There's flowers on the pavement All colours of the rainbow, the sun comes up with A voicemail of thunder Thanks for nothing Thanks for thinking of something With a brain like fleece, and waterproof skin for Protecting the organs