Good evening
I want to pay my way
I write songs
I've got something to say
I thought that
This show wasn't for me
But how could I judge without trying
Tell me
What have you got for us today
Ok
In your own time go ahead
You're too young
You've got nothing to say
Sorry, lad
Your heart's in the right place
Alright then
I'll give it all up
It's no use
I wasted all this time
Too bad
I knew it all along
Stupid
How could I be so wrong
Written by George Insull
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