This was posted by Nik@intxtdoc.demon.co.uk: ISRAELITES ========= I get up in the morning slaving for bread sir, so that every mouth can be fed, oooh, oooh mi Israelites. Mi wife an' ma kids them a pack up an'a leave me, "darling" she said "I was yours to be seen", oooh, oooh mi Israelites. Cho! shirt dem a tear-up trousers a go, I don't wan' to end up like Bonny and Clyde, [ie, full of holes] oooh, oooh mi Israelites. After a storm there must be a calm, you catch me in your farm, you sound your alarm, oooh, oooh mi Israelites.