If You Don't Go To A Dance

I Look Placid, You See, That's Why People Think I'm Fine. Inside I Worry A Lot.

My Memory Of My Home Was That It Was Very Happy, And That There Was More Fun And Life There Than There Was Anywhere Else.

I Didn't Have A Sweet Tooth, But I Liked Butter, And I Liked Sauces, And I Liked Wine And Curry And Cheeses.

I Thought It Must Be Desperate To Be Old. To Wake Up In The Morning And Remember That You Were Ancient - And So Behave That Way. I Thought Old People Were Full Of Aches And Pains And Horrible Illnesses.

You're Much More Believable If You Talk In Your Own Voice.