Tea
Talks
Funny
Has it ever crossed your mind
to ask yourself why
Mrs.
Tea
Talks
Funny?
Have you never paused to wonder why the
lady's so obsessed with saving cash?
Why she hates the working class is
more with every day that passes
Will she one day up and vanish in a flash?
If you have, then I would ask
you to forgive her
She's only lately come to
us from outer space
She's a poor, deprived commuter who
was built by a computer
She's an android,
a stranger to the human race
Has your nervous system
never been upset by
Mrs.
Thatcher's martial posture?
Have you listened to her laying down the law
and not been scared out of your skin?
Heard her rattling her sabre,
scaring all the friends and neighbours
She's impatient for the next war to begin
If you have them,
show a little understanding
The way that she was programmed,
it was really grim
She was built to man the
Toll
Shack in a region called the
Coalsack
At the very furthest edge of the
galactic rim
Have you never had occasion to suspect
when watching her speak on the telly?
I no ticed the occasional wild look
and sudden glazing of the eye.
She looks spooked, bummed out and funky, yes,
and oddly like a junkie as the staff begins
to send one up on high.
If you have them,
do not give way unto panic
She doesn't mean to scare you,
it is just a game
Just remember what you're seeing,
it's not a normal human being
Though I grant you that it rather looks the same
If you're under the impres
sion that our baby -faced
Lord
Chancellor is a
Terran
Or that
Hazeltine and
Prentice both belong to
Homo sapiens, you're insane
And you suf fer from
delusions if you think
Sir
Keith is hu man
Or behind those brooding
Popeye's lurks a brain
They are exiles from a far galactic cluster
They malfunction and were
thrown out in disgrace
They are made of wire and things and
little wheels and bits of string
They are androids, strangers to the human race