Fantasy

He thought he was as drunk as can be

New white skinny rebel was he

Because he knew what mattered

It's all in a clatter of the bands he's seen

His words of wisdom would shock

Whether he meant them or not

He'd save the world

All the boys and the girls

But another single's all he'd be

That's sad

That's right

Another night

Of someone else's fantasy

He thought he was cool with his tunes

He practised the knack in his room

And in the evening he'd DJ

With the slider at eight plus

Believing that at his feet we swoom

Now he's always there in the queue

While down on the dance floor it's you

And when he starts playing

He's up there playing

You don't notice that they're not his tunes

He thought he could measure the world

Because he loved the flag when unfurled

First he's a lawyer, excellent debator

You should have heard the mud he hurled

Now you've seen his face on TV

Leading parliamentary

When he makes decisions

That meet your derision

He reminds us all that we're free