Life is dull, I don't do much

Just sit at home, stay out of touch

Read a book or write a line

Tell my mum I'm doing fine

Flatmate just thinks I'm a jerk

But then he's young and out of work

Getting thin I don't each much

Nearly always out to lunch



Had enough, I'm going out

I know a place that's not too loud

Drink myself insensible

And laugh if I'm still capable

When the evening has to end

The laughing stops, I'm home again

Another chance has passed me by

Hang my head and start to cry



Life is dull, I'm hard to please

Just sit at home, feel ill at ease

Day outside is dull and grey

Always is on Saturday

Even in my darkest hour

Just before the dawn is breaking

Just before the storm's erupting

Just when I thought it was safe too