Gilbert O Sullivan
Nothing Rhymed If I give up the seat I’ve been savingTo some elderly lady or manAm I being a good boyAm I your pride and joyMother please if your pleased say I amAnd if while in the course of my dutyI perform an unfortunate take
Would you punish me so, unbelievably so
Never again will I make that mistakeThis feeling inside me could never deny meThe right to be wrong if I chooseAnd this pleasure I getFrom say winning a bet
Is to lose
When I’m drinking my Bonaparte ShandyEating more than enough apple piesWill I glance at my screen and see real human beings strave to death
Right in front of my eyes
Nothing old, nothing new, nothing venturedNothing gained, nothing still-born or lost,Nothing further than proof nothing wilder than youthNothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wineNothing physically, recklessly, hopelessly blindNothing I couldn’t sayNothing why ‘cos today
Nothing rhymed
This feeling inside me could never deny meThe right to be wrong if I choose,And this pleasure I getFrom say winning a bet
Is to lose
Nothing good, nothing bad, nothing venturedNothing gained, nothing still-born or lost,Nothing further than proof nothing wilder than youthNothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wineNothing physically, recklessly, hopelessly blindNothing I couldn’t sayNothing why ‘cos today
Nothing rhymed