Hello sir, remember me?
I'm the man you'd thought I'd never be,
the boy who you reduced to tears,
the lad called 'thingy' for 6 whole years.
Yeah, thats right, my name's bob
the one who landed the popstars job,
the one who you told look don't touch,
the kid who wouldn't amount to much.
Well I'm here and you're still there
with your fake sports car and your receding hair,
dodgy farra trousers that you think are smart,
married to the woman that 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 were 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.
Nah not me , I'm a mega civillian,
I wont lead my life riding pillian.
But thanks for the advice,
I'm sure it'll do
for the negative dickheads, just like you!
As for now I've a different weapon-
Stage and screen is about to beckon.
And here I sit in first class...
Bollocks sir, kiss my ass!
