Not now, Nigel,
It’s only half-past eight.
The school’s not really open –
Your request will have to wait.
Not now, Nigel,
The register is due;
Some dinner-money’s missing,
And I’ve got a headache too.
Not now, Nigel,
Can’t you see I’m on my knees?
We’re trying to find the hamster
(And I think I’m going to sneeze).
Not now, Nigel,
I’d like to hear your news,
But Alice isn’t well –
She’s just been sick all on my shoes.
Not now, Nigel,
Claire’s bent her violin,
I ought to take a tablet
(And I need a double gin).
Not here, Nigel,
The staffroom’s meant for us;
Your place is in the playground
(Or underneath a bus).
Not now, Nigel,
I still feel quite unwell;
And, furthermore, it’s home time –
Off you go (saved by the bell).
Not… now, Nigel,
Though it’s nice of you to call.
I’d love to ask you in
But there’s a wolf-hound in the hall.
Not… now… Nigel,
It’s really time for bed.
My temperature is rising –
There’s a drum inside my head.
Tomorrow I’ll feel better –
Tomorrow, wait and see.
But not now, Nigel.
The nights belong to me!