I rang them up whilst touring Timbuctoo,
Those bosom chums to whom you’re known as “Who?”
I rang them up whilst touring Timbuctoo,
Those bosom chums to whom you’re known as “Who?”
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I've ever known.
There could be no honor in a sure success, but much might be wrested from a sure defeat.
When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake…