Dinner table chattering classes –

tell all we need to know.

Like it. Lump it. Dig it. Dump it –

on your late, late show.

And do you think you’re Ralitsa Vassileva?

You’re just hand-me-down news in a cookie jar.

It’s a long way from here to CNN in America

and a red-eyed opinion too far.

Dish the dirt or dish the gravy.

Spill the beans to me.

Sinking fast in terminal boredom –

Feigned interest flying free.

And do you think you’re Ralitsa Vassileva etc.

Talking monkey, breaking news junkie, tragedies to reveal.

Light and breezy, up-beat squeezy, close in to touchy-feel.

Pass the Merlot, dance the three-step

Cut to a better chase.

Align yourself with no proposition

and simpler thoughts embrace.

Let’s talk about me. Let’s talk about you.

In a world of private rooms.

Hide awhile from dark stormbringers –

sad messengers of doom.

Sadly, you can’t be Ralitsa Vassileva etc.

And do you think you’re Ralitsa Vassileva etc.