Gettin' singey with it.

Oh to be in a choir

oh to let rip in song

With singing you can be on fire

Or out of tune and wrong

Hide at the back and squeak

Out in the front with pride

Skulk in the centre of the chorus

Lurk at the edge or the side

To do songs by Lennon & McCartney

Or something by Sir Elton of John

You try to avoid Macarenas

Or tunes that drag on too long

Still you carry on bravely

Through chords, Verse and the rest

As whatever you do in the choir

The pub afterwards is best.