Gilbert O'Sullivan - Nothing Rhymed (live at the BBC 1971)

Nothing Rhymed If I give up the seat I've been saving to some elderly lady or man Am I being a good boy? Am I your pride and joy? Mother, please if you're pleased say I am And if while in the course of my duty I perform an unfortunate take Would you punish me so Unbelievably so Never again will I make that mistake This feeling inside me could never deny me The right to be wrong if I choose And this pleasure I get From say winning a bet Is to lose When I'm drinking my Bonaparte Shandy Eating more than enough apple pies Will I glance at my screen And see real human beings Starve to death right in front of my eyes Nothing old, nothing new, nothing ventured Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost Nothing further than proof, nothing wilder than youth Nothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wine Nothing physically recklessly, hopelessly blind Nothing I couldn't say Nothing why 'cause today Nothing rhymed This feeling inside me could never deny me The right to be wrong if I choose And this pleasure I get From say winning a bet Is to lose Nothing good, nothing bad, nothing ventured Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost Nothing further than proof, nothing wilder than youth Nothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wine Nothing physically recklessly, hopelessly blind Nothing I couldn't say Nothing why 'cause today Nothing rhymed