Have played around with an early instrumental by Dysfunction_AL, adding lyrics and some extra horns.

Boudica headed straight for the bar
She had lot on her mind
Ceaser tried to buy her a drink
She smiled but she declined
I couldn’t help but notice
Pinned to her bodice
Was a blue geranium

Mr Big was raving
Eyes red with hate
He said I want his operation shut down
I want his head on a plate
He couldn’t understand it
When he was handed
A blue geranium

All the Cossacks were going berserk
And all the young Turks
All the armies and all the armed gangs
None of their guns would work
No matter what was loaded
When it fired, out floated
A blue geranium

The world bank went bump in the night
In the morning there was nothing to see
They were fine-tooth combing the site
Looking for a clue or three
All they found
Growing out of the ground
Was a blue geranium

These three gods were arguing
About who had created whom
About which one created what
But the elephant in the room
Sat down in protest
After swapping a lotus
For a blue geranium

The light sleeper woke with a jolt
The heavy sleeper too
The music of the crystal spheres
Was finally getting through
And shining down on the town
Instead of the moon
Was a blue geranium

They don’t make ‘em like that any more
They pick ‘em before they’re ripe
Like you said, I can’t believe he’s dead
He didn’t seem the type
We played the last serenade
As the wind swayed
A blue geranium