Little Big Mistakes

Sit at the desk Look at the screen Think about the girl you could have been Ponder your little big mistakes And the difference they won't make City lights glow For the big show Make it a bit of doe Do what you know But if you cannot see the stars then You don't know where you are In the universe, really quite large Put some perspective in your glass Or you better prepare your frown For a life of sitting down Your parents had sex Maybe you were planned Maybe you were told that you were planned But the world can now confirm That you were the quickest sperm You were designed , designed to move So get a move on, sing a little song Pull a rabbit from a hat Cause it won't be coming back Lighten up Roy feel a bit of joy Get a bit of romance in your loins Make love in the driving rain And continue the cosmic chain One goes out, one goes in One's got great cheeky grin One's the captain of the sea Don't take it all so seriously You were the quickest little sperm