Wouldn't It Be Fun Songtext
von George Hall

Wouldn′t it be fun not to be famous?
Wouldn't it be fun not to be rich?
Wouldn′t it be pleasant to be a simple peasant
And spend a happy day digging a ditch?
Wouldn't it be fun not to be known as
An important VIP?
Wouldn't it be fun to be nearly anyone
Except me, mighty me?


Yesterday I had to endure a kite flying match
And rush to an execution downtown
Then I gave a luncheon for some horrible hectic huns
Who proceeded to drink too much and fall down
After lunch I went to inspect a slave labour camp
And opened a new wing in my dungeon keep
Then I gave a feast for a lofty lama from Tibet
And he stayed so late I never got to sleep
So help me Buddha

Wouldn′t it be fun not to be wealthy?
Wouldn′t it be fun not to be great?
How I'd love it dearly to be a beggar merely
And not be bored to death living in state
Wouldn′t it be fun not to have always
Deadly diplomats for tea?
Wouldn't it be fun to be nearly anyone
Except me, mixed-up me?