Hello Sir
Hello sir remember me
I am the man you thought I'd never be
The boy who you reduced to tears
The lad called thingie for six whole years
Yeah, that's right, my names Bob
The one who landed the pop stars 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 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 thingie, join the army
And who are you to tell me this,
The thing I want I'd have to miss
Sir is god, he's been given the right to structure lives over night
Now I know lifes true path
Tanks and guns, that'll be a laugh
Nah, not me, I'm a mega cevilian
I won't lead my life riding pillion
Well thanks for the advice and I'm sure it'll do
For the negative plonkers just like you
As for me I've a different weapon
Stage and screen is about to becon
And here I sit in first class
Bollocks sir, kiss my a**