Life Thru A Lens

Wake up on sunday morning and everything feels so boring Is that where it ends live your life through a lens Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black she shouldn`t wear this he shouldn`t wear that * Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends Fashion tardis down at quo vadis who laughs the longest who drives the hardest Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! Oh no it`s quite appaling your conversation is boring as hell, oh well! ( Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring Is that where it ends with your life through a lens And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes And wash them well so he can`t tell She`s looking real drab just out of rehab I`m talking football she`s talking ab fab Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich You sound so funny with your voice all plummy Now your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummy And you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it back Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell! Mix with the local gentry and don`t crash Tarquin`s Bentley I`ll take the bends with our life thru a lens You`re scared of the poor and needy is that why you`re all inbreedy? They`re just like you, they need love too Zw.Spiel: (p.m.) Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring Is that where it ends with your life through a lens And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes And wash them well so he can`t tell Outro: *