Message In A Bottle

One, two, turtles are blue

Three, four, police are a bore

Five, six, Trudi upped sticks

Seven, eight, you got no mates



Brimstone, treacle and you

Break a leg, boy on the moon

No more Tyneside's favorite son

Jimmy Nail is number one



Reading books by Nabokov

School kids told you, 'Bugger off'

So you sung about dread and fear

You're a legal alien, dear



While you were out saving trees

Your accountant doubled his fees

Five million down the drain

Poor old teacher's got no brain



So many crimes committed to wax

Andy's hanging up his axe

Copeland went on to equalize

Sting's a bell boy in disguise