From the recording Welcome To the Land Of Joyless Clowns....
Lyrics
All them things that I wanted to be
Got eaten up by a crushing sense of ennui
I work in a call centre – it’s a dark, satanic mill
Like being in a workhouse chained in mind-forged manacles
All them people on TV
Living the life that I should be
They sit around drinking coffee
I’m phoning around ordering deliveries
They sip champagne and then shag other celebrities
Meanwhile look at the state of me
And it’s another bloody Monday
Rain is falling down
Sometimes wish it would rain so much it would
Wash me out of town
All them things that I wanted to do
Disappeared when I was skint and my plans were falling through
My Grandad built cabinets – had a smile upon his face
I only build spreadsheets – watch my ideas go to waste
All them people on TV
Living the life that I should be
They sit around drinking coffee
I’m phoning around ordering deliveries
They sip champagne and then shag other celebrities
Meanwhile look at the state of me
And it’s another bloody Monday
Rain is falling down
Sometimes wish it would rain so much it would
Wash me out of town
Boss man’s out on boozy lunches, I’m at his call and beck
This tie might just as well be a noose around my neck
Working’s just a tax on life, always come out second best
Want to run away some place and learn to speak Spanish and escape the Tory press
All them people on TV
Living the life that I should be
They sit around drinking coffee
I’m phoning around ordering deliveries
They sip champagne and then shag other celebrities
Meanwhile look at the state of me
And it’s another bloody Monday
Rain is falling down
Sometimes wish it would rain so much it would
Wash me out of town