The Optimist

What’s It To You  paypal.me/aircrashdetectives Verse 1   Sparkling Like champagne On a Saturday afternoon Wandering Through the lemon grass On the commons of Wimbledon And Coldstream boys In their funny hats Are still fuming Smoking Cigarettes Suffering from Wanker’s Doom Verse 2 Chuckling Like comedians From iPhone photographs Siblings Chew the fat on the bacon Having a laugh Troubling Good conscience When you lie to me Whispering The knowledge Like you are in some kind of trance Ramp In solitude And silence Looking for relief From a war-torn girl That beggar’s belief Suffering from Violence Instead of Playing violins For the crowds At the Albert In the Saturday Matinee   Chorus What’s it to you What difference does it make I get so confused With all this reckless hate What’s it to you What difference does it make What if I am love With someone you don’t like What’s it to you   M8 N