Living in a house with you mates and a mouse
Who runs around the kitchen
Living in a flat with your girl and a cat
And pictures, fixtures and fit-ins
Blocked any feelings that I'd found
In this ready old town
London...

There I'd go man burning slow man
Missing more than hitting
Sinking low in a caffeine glow
And daytime television
Any fear I'd hide behind
Like a mouse in a hole

Is this my life?
Then it's killing me somewhere
It's killing me somewhere
Yeah?

Like one big dream that worked out real
It came right at me wailing
It ran down my street
Scraping it's teeth along my mental railings
Saying waking up time
Waking up time
Remember this thing so well
"This is the here and all you've got now"
So ready or not, go get you something
Singing...