Lyrics: Breakfast in Mayfair

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From Fairport’s Babbacome Lee album. The tracks on the album are not presented as conventional songs – but this has always been referred to as ‘Breakfast in Mayfair’.

“The world has surely lost its head,
The news is full of crimes
There’s robberies in The Telegraph
And murders in The Times

And always more obituaries
And even one of these
Concerns the brutal slaughter of
One old Miss Emma Keyes

The police have got their man,
They’re sure, he never left the scene
Indeed, he raised a hue and cry,
A most unusual thing

An arsonist, a murderer,
His soul will soon be frying
He’s young but old enough to kill
And not too young for dying

It seems the populace will queue
To see him stand in court
To hear him speak his wicked lies
While smiling at his thoughts

This arrogant young ruffian
Is obviously guilty
Though nowhere does it say
Exactly how or why he killed her”

“Forget it dear, it’s not the first,
There’s bound to be another
The way you get upset you’ll
Have us thinking she’s your mother

This man called Lee has had his day
And soon will be forgotten
So put that paper down before
Your breakfast goes quite rotten”

Dave Swarbrick