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TitleFirst Line
AdamI’m Adam the Acanthostega.
Will You Shoot Me Now?No, we don’t do that in England
Poem of Atonementwe have slandered
Encyclica BritannicaSaluto Populi.
The Art of LeadershipWe hugged
The Secretaries for StatingWe’re the Secretaries for Stating
The Wrath of a MothNever incur
Nth DegreeHe graduated
BPOMG
Discuss.A train leaves London
The Day Mr Audley Decided To Become A Free SpiritGot up lateish.
The Sacrifice of Isaacgod’s command
A Man Walks Into a BarIs this some kind of joke?
Say Yes to the YentonSo many reasons
A Briton at Wimbledonyou assert
Dog Eat DogAnalyst ask why.
With RespectWhen they machine-gunned Sonny
The Anglo-Celtic RapAnd the Taoiseach said – “Yo Queen…
My EnemyFor hour after hour
Cain’s WifeGood evening.
The Last ResortWhen I’m in the dock
Politics is Rock N RollPolitics is Hendrix and Jagger,
They Called Me AdamAll my life I’ve
Instructions for Levelling UpTake a red wall
The Eyes Have ItThe question is:
Half a ClownSo what’s with the frown?
Hey Adam, Where’s Eve?Hey Adam, Where’s Eve?
Hey Eve, Where’s Adam?Hey Eve, Where’s Adam?
Where was Jill?Jack and Jill