I want to be a Rock Star,
It’s bound to be a laugh.
I’d scream and shout and jump about
And sign my autograph.

Maybe I’ll play for Arsenal
Since football is my game.
I’d score the goals and drive a Rolls
And wallow in the fame.

Perhaps I’ll be a Surgeon,
That’s something I could do.
Do needlework on some poor jerk
And screw the nurses too.

And what about a Preacher?
I’m sure I’d do that well.
Scare those witless punters shitless
With lurid tales of Hell.

I fancy being an Actor
My voice is good and loud.
I'd shout "To be or not to be!"
And curtsey to the crowd!

Then I could be an Acrobat
And swing on the trapeze.
I'd slice the air with dazzling flare
My audience to please.

Right now I’ve got detention,
A right pain in the arse.
I have to write a load of shite
Called: “My Job”. What a farce!