TISM  Gentleman, Start Your Egos
Mistah Elliot - He Wanker

Well.. TS Elliot tuned the radio, 
Couldn't get rid of the static,
Serves him right for being so enigmatic.
TS Elliot crashed his motor car, 
Snapped a clutch cable,
I bet you my youngest daughter 
Could drink him under the table.

TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot

Oh commerce

Well... TS Elliot lost his wallet 
When he went into town,
Serves him right for hanging out 
With the likes of Ezra Pound.
TS Elliot thinks he's famous because he's a genius,
But don't you know I'm ambivalent 
About the modernist achievement.

TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot

Hey girls, there ain't no maybe
Well I'm your favourite teacher, baby.
He's only a poet.
Well I'm your man, yeah, don't you know it, baby

Come and let me tell you something tonight, Mr.Elliot
We've come to tell you a something...
Do anything you like, Mr.Elliot
Say all the loves, all the lights and Juliets whom
Or you can roll the universe into a ball
With naked ladies and men
Do anything you like, Mr.Elliot
Become the greatest Anglo-American poet since the war, 
Mr.Elliot
You can be quoted in Heart of Darkness, Mr.Elliot
But there is one thing I warn you,
There's one thing you should never do
Don't you ever step on my... blue... suede...
Shoes.


Sept 1983