  Warm Body The next installment of A Man for All Treasons is forthcoming,  with an estimated arrival time of Wednesday evening,  I think.  In the meantime I hope you will listen to more of George's music.  I'll be spending most of tomorrow evening rehearsing with him,  so blame him for the delay,  and whatever else suits your fancy.  I've had this song in my head all day today;
 it has great toy- piano.  urlLink Warm Body You know it's a long walk home Don't think that you have to go Better here than on your own Better me than all alone In your youth,  time was on your side But the years have not been kind Where once you could always choose Here tonight I'll have to do It's hard to view someone like you Encumbered by your past So throw that yoke upon the back Of somebody designed for that You're sharp-
tongued and armed to the teeth Oh,  but don't point that thing at me I'm as far from beautiful As I am dependable It's hard to view someone like you Encumbered by your past So throw that yoke upon the back Of somebody designed for that You pine to climb in someone's arms It doesn't matter whose A king would yield his scepter For a warm body to use 
