I have written a musical and this is one of the song lyrics, it is written for a character called Para, (he wears a Paratrooper army jacket) but he is really Para...noid...and his partner left him... he is very childish, I would value your opinion... thank you for your time. Terry.
MY HOPES AND DREAMS FOR YOU…
You said it's time to end and I drove you round the bend
and wouldn't it be nice if I would be a distant friend
You said I was a child all I did was drive you wild
and if I say another word a divorce will be filed
Well I hope you love again find a soul mate and a friend
and he pops out for a chinese and you never see him again
I hope you wear a gown for a special night on the town
and as you glide across the floor your knickers start falling down
(chorus)
Well I hope you get constipation and then you get the runs
I hope you wake one morning with immensely sagging buns
I hope your blessed with children then they're taken into care
I hope you get nasty insects dancing in your public hair
(and I don't care, ner, ner,ner,ner, blur,blur,blur)
I hope you date a prince and he wants to make you a queen
and you wake up one fine morning and discover it's just a dream
I hope you meet a man, he's a hero and a fan
and half way through sweet nothings , by mistake he calls you Anne.
I hope you lose your cat also your favourite hat
and your last chance of love turns up and he turns out a rat
I hope your outcomes fine, but then it turns out bleak
a mystery bug that you pick up puts on 10Lbs a week.
well I hope you get deja voux dear and then you don't know why
I hope you get a tune in you head that makes you want to cry
I hope things get so much better for you and then they get really worst
stuck in a lift, on your own, your appendices’ burst.
(and then you're cursed, ner,ner,ner,ner,blur,blur,blur.)
well I hope you get constipation and then you get the runs
I hope you wake one morning with immensely sagging buns
I hope your blessed with children then they're taken into care
I hope you get nasty insects dancing in your public hair
(and I don't care, ner, ner,ner,ner, blur,blur,blur. (fade)
Copyright. May 2011.
TERRY SAINS.