What A Waste! lyrics |
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I could be the driver an articulated lorry I could be a poet I wouldn't need to worry I could be a teacher in a classroom full of scholars I could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahs What a waste What a waste What a waste What a waste CHORUS: Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band, First-night nerves every one-night stand. |
I should be glad to be so inclined. What a waste! What a waste! But I don't mind. I could be a lawyer with strategems and ruses I could be a doctor with poultices and bruises I could be a writer with a growing reputation I could be the ticket man at Fulham Broadway Station What a waste (x4) Repeat CHORUS |
I could be the catalyst that sparks the revolution I could be an inmate in a long-term institution I could dream to wide extremes, I could do or die I could yawn and be withdrawn and watch the world go by What a waste (x4) Repeat CHORUS (Repeat CHORUS with crescendo, then again with fade) |
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