So... I spent the last evening in a leather bar on the Liffey, and I met four wonderful bowsies who I'd like to introduce to. Over yonder is Boz! Over hither is Gary! Over yonder is Deano! And you once knew as him as Lassie, but now he is Alain! And I am for now Gilbert O'Sullivan. NOTHING RHYMED (Gilbert O'Sullivan) If I give up the seat I've been saving To some elderly lady or man Am I being 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 you punish me so, unbelievably so Never again will I make that mistake This feeling inside me could never deny me The right to be wrong if I choose And the pleasure I get From say winning a bet Is to lose When I'm drinking my Bonaparte Shandy Eating more than enough apple pies Will I glance at my screen and see real human beings starve to death Right in front of my eyes? Nothing old, nothing new, 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 physically, recklessly, hopelessly blind Nothing I couldn't say Nothing why 'cos today Nothing rhymed.
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