Britain's Got Talent

I'd played my guitar for years

When B.G.T. appeared

I could do no wrong 

When I play Simon Cowell my song

He pulled his trousers high

I wait for his reply

But his buzzer turned to red

My rock star days were dead

But I can't get my head around

Why Simon turned me down

Try looking for a new career 

As your not gonna find one here

Now the worlds missed out on me

I was the next Bruce Springsteen

I upped and turned around

All Simon did was frown

I turned to Ant and Dec

They put their arms around my neck

That Simon's got It wrong

It was bloody good that song

Well the dream of all that fame

Will never come my way again

So It's goodbye B.G.T 

It was never meant to be