In or out.  Out or in. It's making me dizzy

I'm sure the old boys club are trying to scare us to death.

They are scaremongers and harbingers of doom.

Well, where I'm concerned, they are just wasting their breath.

For I will look at all the facts on the computer in the front room.

At the moment I'm sitting on the shelf,

and it's not the most comfortable place, because it's coming loose.

I'm going to have to wade through the facts myself.

Even if it gives me the blues.

But I know one fact.

I'm not letting them get to me.

And if they do, I'll deal with the matter with tact.

I'll have a nice cup of tea.

Either that, or a bottle of wine.

I don't mind which.

Because I don't want to be on the front line.

I just want to raid the fridge.