sometimes sleepy as a fox
dunno what comes over me
london livin' and the strain it can become?
guess I just wish I was more of a handy man
able to get up from the table
and turn his hand to something, anything
that was gonna keep the fires of life
sill burnin' inside him
when it comes to those kinda things
guess it has to be said there
ain't been much in the way of communication
between me and the gods of those
particular preoccupations
now too many years have flowed
down the goddam pipe for there to be
any blazing fields of concentrated learning
the depositing of a new kinda knowledge
to keep me on the straight the narrow
and out of further trouble
- from London Works
