Lyric sheets: Tony Blair's Guitar

Downing Street at midnight

Far from state affairs

Emanates a jangle

From a room upstairs

Volume rises, catching

Cabinet unawares

Probably a power chord

Must be Tony Blair's

Scissor kicks and windmills

Sweatband on his head

Waggling his tongue round

Standing on the bed

Does it every evening

Helps him to relax

Major had his cricket

Clinton's got his sax

That's what wins elections

Tony Blair's guitar

Nothing on a Blues scale

Could have gone as far

There in times of trouble

When he needs a friend

Bet he can't play Stairway

(That bit at the end)