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