Wake up on Sunday morning

Everything feels so boring

Is that where it ends

Live your life thru a lens

Hair is the new had, brown is the new black

She sholdn't wear this he should wear that

Pleasure at leisure make a mine a double measure with friends

Fasion tardis down at Quo Vadis

Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest

Pleasure at leisure make a mine a doueble measure with friends

Just because I ain't double barrelled

Don't mean I havn't travvelled well

Can't you tell!

Oh no it's quite appalling

Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!

Wake up on Sunday morning

And everthing feels so boring

Is that wher e 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 talking foodball 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 barrelled

Don't mean I havn'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

Wake up on Sunday morning

And everything feels so boring

Is that wher eit ends

With your life thru a lens

And now your boyfriend's suspicious

So go home and wash the dishes

And wash them wellso he can't tell