One Lost Soul Is Another Mans Riches (Ah, so many mornings spent watching morning TV chat shows! Here's a song in their memory) Wasting another morning Lay here 'til the afternoon Waiting for the day to start (without me) I've got nothing else to do Sit and watch daytime TV Doesn't really bother me What people think about my ways The main thing is I'm still alive! Kilroy makes life seem easy Trisha does the same old things Girls blame men for running out Look at you if you're in doubt The slum of the human world Ugly as a rusty pearl Repulsive bitch with no idea The problem is she's still alive! chorus Clad in Adidas from head to toe One year diet and still sixteen stone Bleached blonde hair with the roots growing through And a nose ring, not a pleasant view Smokers cough and a voice like a man Is it any surprise your man ran? You can't cook, you don't wash and you don't do the dishes And there's nothing you can do that might grant his wishes No! Frustration starts to kick me It gets the better of me Don't want to see you with me Though you claim you still love me You'll learn it's all me, me, me Doesn't really bother me What people think about my ways The main thing is I'm still alive! Clad in Adidas from head to toe One year diet and still sixteen stone Bleached blonde hair with the roots growing through And a nose ring, not a pleasant view Smokers cough and a voice like a man Is it any surprise your man ran? You can't cook, you don't wash and you don't do the dishes And there's nothing you can do that might grant his wishes No! |