Lyrics

[TIM Spoken: Oh uh, ladies and gentlemen. Richard Fidler, this evening, is going to sing his own private, personal song] [PAUL Spoken: Uh, just try and ignore Timothy and myself. This is Richard's big moment. Okay, let's hear it for him, um, at this point in the show I would suggest, uh, having a toilet break. Ladies and gentlemen, Richard Adam Fidler, lets go!] *Applause* [RICHARD Spoken: Honestly, the excitement those opening chords generate... I feel we're communicating] When I get famous There'll be so many people want to know me So if you want to know me right now You'd better make some kind of an effort When I get famous there'll be so many people Clambering to touch my hands I don't care if the love ain't real I just want to know that feel I want someone to love me I want someone to love me Because you rejected me You rejected me But when I get famous there'll be So many people want to know me I'll be able to pick and choose You'll just be one in a line When I get famous there'll be so many people Clambering to touch my finger tips I don't care if the love ain't real I just want to know that feel I want someone to love me I want someone to love, slag mole bitch Because you rejected me You rejected me But when I get famous there'll be So many people want to know me [PAUL Spoken: What are they putting in the shandies here?] [RICHARD Spoken: This is a song dedicated to a man who is to us a god, a legend, a king, a man who's here tonight: Mr Barry Crocker] *Applause* [TIM Spoken: You are in the same building as Barry Crocker. Never forget that, no-one can ever take that away from you] [RICHARD Spoken: It's Barry Crocker's world and we're just living in it. 'Cause he's quite wealthy] My soul was pierced by the Lord's blessed spear My eyes were blinded by his light My heart is witness to a burning passion I am unworthy before his sight Deliver me from the mouth of Satan Deliver me from that, that tongue of fire Take me to your holy mountain Wash me in the blood that flows from your side My heart was pierced by the Lord's blessed spear (Deliver me from the mouth of Satan) My eyes were blinded by his light (Deliver me, that tongue of fire) My heart is witness to a burning passion (Take me to your holy mountain) Wash me in the blood that flows from your side Wash me in the blood that flows from your side