Its
morning still on the British isle
Out
in the farthest east,
In
Hong Kong and Shanghai
The
clock's gone much farther ahead
I set
my watch to Hong Kong time
Pour
a snifter of Scotland's best
To
celebrate the day that's just now begun
Its
morning now in the farthest east
Bankers
and traders and thieves
Are
up and about in force
It’s
a boisterous midnight in London yet
The
revellers now own the streets
So I
turn the clock to British time
Before
I join in the raging bacchanal
Again
and again it goes
Till
I know not where I am
The
day of the week or the time of the day
The
price I chose to pay for the
Ravaging
pleasure of this, my one escape
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