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Panic at the castle, terror in the streets
Someone left the door unlocked, and you-know-who is loose
Now he's back regaling us with tales of all his feats
In feigning erudition he has gone and cooked his goose
Though he's getting roasted, won't complain about the heat
A discount set of steak knives could be put to better use

He keeps using that word
but I don't think it means
what he thinks it means

Not qualified? Inconceivable!
Almost died? Inconceivable!
Done before? Inconceivable!
Crashing bore? Inconceivable!

Heading off to Asia 'cos a land war's broken out
Perfect chance for him to demonstrate his expertise
Nudges you and warns that there are charlatans about
Laughs at the suggestion that he might try to deceive
Hired muscle backs him up, he doesn't have to shout
Rich enough that he can do exactly as he pleases

Has a morbid fear of tall dark strangers wearing masks
Obviously traumatised by something, long ago
Insists on serving dinner on an outsized sherry cask
What in the world can that be, I don't know
Choose your glass and get it over with, is all I ask
Death is on the line and it is time to end the show...

Coming last? Inconceivable!
Way outclassed? Inconceivable!
Giving in? Inconceivable!
Know he can't win? Inconceivable!

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from False Starts, Decisive Endings, released September 2, 2021

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Chris Harris Bristol, UK

I'm still trying to get the music I record to sound like the version I can hear in my head. To do this I've ended up playing every instrument I can get my hands on. These days, I'm closer to "That Sound" than I used to be, but the journey continues.

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