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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 and leisure

Make mine a double measure with friends

Fashion tardis

Down at Quo Vadis

Who laughs the longest

Who drives the hardest

Pleasure and 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

And 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 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 barrelled

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 your boyfriend's suspicious

So go home and wash the dishes

And wash them well

So he can't tell