Andrew Lloyd Webber

Continuing in the punk vein after ‘Happy Birthday’ here’s jolly little ditty explaining why I really, really wouldn’t want to be anyone else – especially Andrew Lloyd Webber!

Not sure which part of my brain this was spawned in, but there you go! Crank up the volume and enjoy.

I wouldn’t wanna be
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Wouldn’t mind the money
But I wouldn’t wanna be him
I quite like
Writing my own songs
They might not be ‘Evita’
But at least they’re quite fun

I wouldn’t wanna be
Simon Cowell
Wouldn’t mind the money
But I wouldn’t wanna be him
I’d might like
Being famous
But not wearing
Trousers like his

I wouldn’t wanna be
Jeremy Clarkson
Wouldn’t mind the money
But I wouldn’t wanna be him
I quite like
My beat up old jalopy
I wouldn’t wanna drive
Shit like him

I wouldn’t wanna be
David Beckham
Wouldn’t mind the money
But I wouldn’t wanna be him
I don’t wanna
Bend it like Beckham
Football’s boring
Can’t stand his wife

I wouldn’t wanna be
Anyone but me
Might not have the money
But I’m happy what I got
I’m really glad
I’m not Andrew Lloyd Webber
And no-body knows
Who the hell I am!

I quite like writing
My own stuff
It might not be ‘Phantom’
But at least it’s not long