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We're Not All as We Lie - Anthony Phillips
August saw a contest fit for Kings
From far and wide they came to trade their swings
Little grubs with stone-age clubs
And tanners' sons with foxes gloves
They came to face the stiffest course since Tring
Harold took an eight-iron at the first
Hoped the hedge whilst Tostig chipped and cursed
Sliced into a sticky patch and playing out
He'd met his match
When lettuce leaves had made the crowd disperse
So we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
Getting wiser so much wiser introspected ostraciser
Drinking up with no holes barred to play
Daphne lay beside the Silent Pool
When suddenly the air began to cool
Otto heard it running back
And tried to stop the thudding crack
As Luther strode up crying Winter Rules
Holy Mackerel cried the Papal Prince
You're out of bounds I'm really quite convinced
Luther drew his driver but the Pope pulled out a fiver
And they halved the hole on points of sacraments
So we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
Getting wiser so much wiser Seven Sisters sympathiser
Drinking up with no holes left to play
The hour of confrontation now was nigh
As Plato and Justinian were tied
Locked in mortal combat firing vulture after wombat
Their supremacy now could not be denied
The Seventeenth lay waiting for the pair
As both advanced with silent ashen stares
But there they stood incredulous
The distance reading Nebulous
And Best of luck Buzz Aldrin beat you there
So we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No don't tell me it's time
It's all in the timing
So we're all as we lie
We're all as we're lying
No don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying
No don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying
No don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying
No don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying
No don't tell me it's time
Or else I'll be crying
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