'Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends' |
Lyrics to 'Lazy Day's' and 'Life Thru a Lens' from Robs first album |
Lazy days Lazy day's calling to you Come out to play The future lies with you Now you can be sure love is the cure What we're searching for Is to have a jolly good time Crazy days but you'll get me through And here i'l stay holding on to you Now you can be sure Our thoughts unpure Will unlock the door And we will have a jolly good time It can happen in any season We don't need and reason To sit around and wait The world can change in a second so I find the sunshine beckons me To open up the gate And dream and dream Lazy days don't let them get you down Wear your smile I don't want to see you frown Don't let them get you down It can happen in any season We don't need and reason To sit around and wait The world can change in a second so I find the sunshine beckons me To open up the gate And dream and dream Then we will have.... a jolly good time |
Life Thru a Lens Wake up on Sunday morning Everything feels so boring Is that where it ends Live your life thru 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 barrelled Don't mean i haven't travelled well Can't you tell? Oh no it's quite appalling Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well! Wake up on Sunday morning Everything feels so boring Is that where it ends With your life thru 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 taking 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 barralled 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 if the poor and needy Is that why you're all inbreedy They're just like you..... they need love too Wake up on Sunday morning Everything feels so boring Is that where it ends With your life thru a lens And now your boyfriend's suspicious So go home and wash the dishes And wash them well... so he can't tell |