...was home? Wind up the carved wooden drunk leaning against the tiny lamp post and he would whistle: Show me the way to go home. I'm tired and I wanna go to bed. On that cold Christmas night, there were few travelers, and with a little luck he would have room to...

...was a party going on a few back gardens up and they were mighty drunk, roaring the drunk's anthem: "Show me the way to go home I'm tired and I wanna go to bed I had a little drink about an hour ago And it's gone right through my head. Oh, show me the way to...

...conference was over, I thought back on the lobbies full of tired women sitting on their luggage singing "Show me the way to go home / I'm tired and I wanna go to bed," and I couldn't help but wonder how much more contentious the conference might have been had the energies...