Hello sir, remember me? I'm the man you thought I'd never be The boy who you reduced to tears Lad called 'thingy' for six whole years.
Yes, that's right, my name's bob The one who landed the pop star's job The one you told, look don't touch The kid who wouldn't amount to much.
Well, I'm here and you're still there With a fake sports car and receding hair. Dodgy farah trousers that you think are smart Married to the woman who teaches art.
Married to the life, married to the school I wanna sing and dance sir now who's the fool? Sing and dance, you thought I was barmy Settle down thingy, join the army.
And who are you to tell me this? The dream I want I'll have to miss Sir is god, he's been given the right To structure lives overnight.
Now I know life's true path Tanks and guns that'll be a laugh No, not me I'm a mega civilian I won't lead my life riding pillion.
But thanks for the advice and I'm sure it'll do For the negative dickheads just like you. As for now I've a different weapon Stage and sceen is about to beckon.
And here I sit in first class Bollocks sir, kiss my arse...
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