Little Big Mistakes - Tom Rosenthal

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