A stab in the dark; that's dangerous

Head in the sand; ostrich arse in the air

Last nail in the coffin; body in the ground

Needle in the haystack; I'd sit on it

The last man standing; lonely

At the end of the day; I got to bed

In the heat of the moment; Someone will get burnt

In the cold night of day; makes no sense

I can see the light at the end of the tunnel; what if it is night

Dot the Is and cross the Ts and don't forget the H

(written by Robert Unwin, he's saying they're all shit)