If I give up the seat I've been saving
to some elderly lady or man
Am I bein' a good boy? Am I your pride and joy?
Mother, please, if you're pleased, say I am!
And if while in the course of my duty
I perform an unfortunate take
Would me punish me so unbelievably so
Never again will I make that mistake.
(Bridge:)
This feeling inside me could never deny me
the right to be wrong if I chose
And this pleasure I get
from say, winning a bet, is to lose.
When I'm, drinking my Bonparte shandy,
eating more than enough apple-pies
Will I glance at my screen, and see real human beings,
starved to death right in front of my eyes?
(Chorus:)
Nothing [old/*good] nothing [new/*bad], nothing ventured
Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost
Nothing further than proof, nothing wilder than youth
Nothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wine
Nothing physic'ly, recklessly, hopelessly blind
Nothing I couldn't say, nothing, why? 'cause today nothing rhymed!
Instrumental (Oh oh oh...)
Bridge
Chorus*