Monday morning fiction on the tube then sorting out the daily mail Nasty habit read the horoscope then pick the skin around her nails Are shiny made for making love or kissing indiscreetly at the weekend Miss the drink that leaves you feeling peaky Tuesday lunchtime itchy in a suit all dressed up for the pantomime How d'you know though when you're getting on or when you're getting back in Line up strung up listen to the sound of someone else's fun fair Always racing they'll catch you when you thought you'd just got somewhere
There's nothing you can do I'll make it up to you You're feeling just like them Tonight we'll find a different world or sign a different treaty Love makes you forgetful so completely
You're always looking read about the lives that loiter in non fiction While you're waiting someone stole the courage of your conviction
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