Lord, give me grace. And dancing feet. And the power to impress. Lord, give me grace. And dancing feet. Let me outshine them all. . Is it so wrong to crave recognition?.
He said you're just as boring as everyone else. When you tut and you moan. And you squeal and you squelch. He said you're just as boring as everyone else.
Wake up dreamer. It's happening without you. Cut your hair and shave your beard. You squandered your chances. I'll give you a thousand pounds. To show me how you do it.
Dismiss the telegram, this is no exhibition. A pile of papers that are bound and tethered. We know the end of man will stem from stale tradition. Relaying opinions changing like the weather.