It’s my party
Send the circus home, release all the big cats
Expel no elephants please, from their habitats
For my gratification disturb not so much as a gnat
I’ll have my party on some lonely plateau and you can make your way there if you care to.
Pretenders and Foals or a Dylanic selection
A jazz band perhaps; curvy sounds… Groove Collection
Some lyrical gymnastics from Costello and his Attractions
I’ll party in a groove lined by LaMontagne and Peyroux …make your way there if you care to
‘Why celebrate?’ is a question you’re sure to ask
‘Why not?’ is a response that’s worth a cheap laugh
It’ll be for my PhD when I’ve gained it at last
So I’ll have poets galore but none that bore I’m sure; make your way there if you care to
I guess a party needs some kind of eats
Roast vegetables with Beef wellington is always a treat
(Free range if you please) with apple pie for sweet
Red wine can flow freely, but drugs are banned, make your way there if you care to
What kind of presents would I relish receiving?
Nothing you can give, for they seem beyond achieving
An end to the Syrian Crisis and all the bloodletting
We’ll have a whip round without any violence, make your way there if you care to
If you’re in love with the truth, creative and kind
Generous to others with no malice in mind
I’d be honoured to party with you at my side, make your way there if you care to.