Sarah Lafayette is sleeping
her husband is awake
This summer’s night is too hot
Feels like his majesty was here
<Interlude>
Can you hear the voodoo drums
They’re howling at the moon
Voodoo..voodoo..voodoo
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born