I wish I were Jean-Luc Picard, I don’t think it would be that hard to sip Earl Grey and save the day while boldly going through the stars. Or maybe I’d be Captain Mal, a shining six-gun as my pal. Sexy, broke, and full of jokes even as things have gone to hell, oh…
I wish I were a starship captain. I wish I were.
I wish that I could be James Bond with dry martinis, cars, and blondes, a PPK and sharp things to say when I’m about to get it on. Or Harry Potter I could be, the king of spells and sorcery. I’d have no equals and my sequels would become and industry, yeah…
I wish I were a British icon. I wish I were.
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I wish that I were Doctor Jones, but I don’t think I’ve got the stones to find the grail and I think I’d fail at turning Nazis into bones. As Han Solo I could be the baddest in the galaxy and I shot first, for what it’s worth, ’cause I’m a scoundrel, yeah that’s me, oh oh…
I wish I were anything Harrison Ford’s ever been. I wish I were.