Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With 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 Que 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 now it´s quite appalling
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 thru a lens
And now you´re 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

Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With your life thru a lens
And now you´re boyfriend´s suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can´t tell