| If I were a jolly blacksmith
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| What a happy guy I’d be
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| I would do all kinds of blacksmith stuff
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| In my blacksmithery
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| I would hit the thing
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| With the other thing
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| 'Till I made a different thing!
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| If I were a jolly blacksmith!
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| No, I’m not feeling it
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| Besides, I’d get filthy
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| There must be something better. |
| Ooh!
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| If I were a friendly farmer
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| Wouldn’t that be oh so sweet?
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| I’d be planting greens and lots of beans
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| And other things to eat
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| Then I’d plant some eggs, then a couple pigs
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| Then a yummy chocolate cake!
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| No, that’s not right
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| Besides, any moron can plant a cake
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| I want to be special, needed, liked! |
| I’ve got it!
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| If I were a merry brewer
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| That would be a grand career
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| I would pick the grapes and peel the grapes
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| And stomp them into beer
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| Dammit!
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| I don’t know how to do anything except be a king!
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| No one wants me to be a king
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| If I’m just a jolly nothing
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| What am I supposed to do?
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| I don’t have a skill, no niche to fill
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| No one to come home to
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| Don’t know where to go, don’t know how to fit
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| Don’t know who to even be
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| If I were a jolly tailor, juggler, barber, wet nurse, cesspool worker
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| Ugh, what difference does it make?
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| I would still be me |