Wake up straight

Caught out by the sun

On the first day of April

Out of bed

Thought it was a plane crash

But I'm sure that I was dreaming

Tv on

Of course caffeine

A science of submission again

Another day

On this little island

Just a bell hangs on

Porridge done

I take my kid to school

Pased the pound shop, Woolworth's

Under bridge

Where the subway sees the daytime

And the Westway flies by

Then on my bike

Down the Ladbroke Grove

To the forthcoming dramas

A studio

And a love of all sweet music

We just can't let go

Let go, let go, let go, let go

So meditate

On what we've all become

On a cold day in springtime

Civil war

Is what we were all born into

Raise your left hand, right, sing

Don't capitulate to the forces

Of the market place

They've long departed

Consolidate

The love we have together

On a cold day in springtime