Feeling Peaky Lyrics - Sleeper

Monday morning, fiction on the tube 

Then sorting out the daily mail 

Nasty habit, read the horoscope 

Pick the skin around 

Her nails are shiny, made for making love 

Or kissing indiscreetly 

At the weekend, miss the drink 

That leaves you feeling peaky 

Tuesday, lunchtime, itchy in a suit 

All dressed up for the pantomime 

How d'you know though when you're getting on 

Or when you're getting back in? 

Line up, strung up, listen to the sound 

Of someone else's fun fair 

Always racing they'll catch you 

When you thought you'd just got somewhere 

There's nothing you can do 

I'll make it up to you 

You're feeling just like them 

Tonight we'll find a different world 

Or sign a different treaty 

Love makes you forgetful so completely 

You're always looking, read about the lives 

That loiter in non fiction 

While you're waiting 

Someone stole the courage of your conviction