If I had a touch of that courage
I'd be marching my way through that door
But it's part of my biology to start with an apology
And 'sorry' won't win us this war

If only things were different
If only I were different

I wish I was a maggot
My insides ripe and liquefied
I'd wait in the dark for it all to start, then touch the sky
Cause when you are a maggot
The parts are already supplied
I'd be born with the things to give me wings so I could fly

Another plan
That's stuck on the ground before it's invented
One more scheme
Gets rejected bеfore it's even dissеcted

Every inch forward
I'm 10 miles back
And that's that
Dead in the water again

I wish I was a tadpole
A sliming nascent thing
No need to create, I'd just mutate and then I'd swim
Cos if I was a tadpole
Literally! I could leap forward on a whim
There'd be no red tape
I'd just take shape and develop wings

One day I'll metamorphosise
The scales shall tumble from their eyes
And thus shall end this wretched old routine

They'll hear all these ideas of mine
And realise that all this time
There's more to me than they have ever seen
But until then, until then

I wish I was a maggot, or a tadpole, or a termite, or a wasp
I don't know, something that could start small, pupate, grow legs, grow wings, or gills
To escape this hell that I'm living in

Wait, maybe I should think big
Maybe like a lion, or a blue whale, or a hippopotamus
No! Don't be ridiculous, this is the problem, god

I wish that I could change my life
Be the one that could hold up to their attention
Blow their minds with ideas that defy human comprehension
Make them say "Oh Cholmondeley, you clever chap"
But I'm back
Dead in the water again
Oh, I don't know
Maybe I'll just pop it in the tray