Poison in My Pocket A Gentleman's Guide to Love and Murder Company (Ft. Bryce Pinkham & Catherine Walker)

ASQUITH, JR.:
You and I go sailing by and no one will know where to find us. Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riff-raff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our cares for the moment at bay
Side by side who knows how far we'll glide
Bid the world goodbye eagerly we'll fly
Away

MONTY:
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
Standing on this frozen little dock-
It seems that I've just let them skate my opportunity away
If I had the poise to put the poison
In a pot of tea or else a shot of gin
I would be back amid the noise of London by the end of day. But
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
One eye on the target, one eye on the clock-
It better happen soon before I lose my nerve and run
If I had a knife, I could have grabbed him
And discreetly knocked him on the head and stabbed him
Not to mention what I would have done
If I had had a gun

Then again the thought occurs: if I had truly taken stock
It might have stopped me putting poison in my pocket
What a fool to travel all this way and not think twice
Murder's not a hobby for the cautious
Thoughts of violence can make the timid nauseous...
Unless of course the victim plunges headlong through the ice
It appears that I've been handed quite an opportune solution
All that still remains is proper execution
I had better join them on the lake before it gets too late!
Suddenly there is no stumbling block
It means that I won't need the poison in my pocket
What a stroke of luck Sibella teased me 'til I learned to skate