When your gift unfurls when your Talent becomes apparent I will roar from the stalls I will gurgle from the circle The Saints smile shyly down on you they couldn't get over your nine-leaved clover Lucky lisp was not wasted on you lucky lisp was not wasted on you When your name is with the best will my name be on your guest list? I will roar from the stalls oh the balcony fool was me, you fool Jesus made this all for you, love He couldn't get over your Grandma's omen Lucky lisp was not wasted on you lucky lisp was not wasted on you