Do you have an instrument
Do you practice every day
Is it a passion
How well can you play?
Over here they play the didgeridoo,
An ancient haunting sound.
Wind, string, percussion, brings glory to the crowd.
Me; I can\'t play anything.
So I have to sing.
I can sing out of tune,
And clap out of beat,
Can do it sitting, laying,
Or standing on my feet.
To others my instrument
Sounds on the nose.
But I can do it by myself,
No one needs to know.
I enjoy lots of different music,
But a song throughout the day
When it\'s new, when it\'s fresh
Blows my mind away.