Lyrics:

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 dyou know though when youre getting on or when youre getting back in

Line up strung up listen to the sound of someone elses fun fair

Always racing theyll catch you when you thought youd just got somewhere



Theres nothing you can do Ill make it up to you

Youre feeling just like them

Tonight well find a different world or sign a different treaty

Love makes you forgetful so completely



Youre always looking read about the lives that loiter in non fiction

While youre waiting someone stole the courage of your conviction