 I'm gonna go to bed. Okay. On a warm summer's evening In a party going nowhere Bill met Keith the gambler The train had been asleep When Bill saw the bat dawns One dream day's were over He and John got together And put the doc to sleep He said Bill I've made a life Out of gambling people's money Not caring where it came from Or who would lose their job So if you'd make me leader I promise to be funny And I'll be ready every day To flip and flop You've got to know not to trust him Not to believe him Know what he tells you Won't be the truth We can't let him run the country Cause he's just not able You need more than a cheeky smile To rule the roost Now little John Boy knows That's a secret to surviving It's not telling anyone What he really thinks So he'll just say whatever Murray's written for him But when you're swallowing he did rest You begin to stink And sitting in the darkness Of his kind I'll mention John asks the question Can I get away with it Cause if you've not no policy And if you've got no vision People soon enough without That you're full of You've got to know not to trust him Not to believe him Know what he tells you Won't be the truth We can't let him run the country Cause he's just not able You need more than a cheeky smile To rule the roost