Funky Combine, John Lyrics - Singles - Farmer's Boys

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