Robbie Williams - Life Thru A Lens Lyrics
Wake up on sunday morningAnd everything feels so boringIs that where it endsWith your life thru a lensHair is the new hat, brown is the new blackShe shouldnt wear this, he shouldnt wear thatPleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friendsFashion tardis down at que vadisWho laughs the longest who drives the hardestPleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friendsJust because I aint double barrelledDont mean I havent travelled wellCant you tell!Oh now its quite appallingYour conversation is boring as hell, oh well!Wake up on sunday morningAnd everything feels so boringIs that where it endsWith your life thru a lensAnd now youre boyfriends suspiciousSo go home and wash the dishesAnd wash them well so he cant tellShes looking real drab just out of rehabIm talking football shes talking ab fabYour clothes are very kitchJust because your daddy is richYou sound so funny with your voice all plummyNow your cheques just bounced better run to your mummyAnd you know its a class act shell never ask for it backJust because I aint double barelledDont mean I havent travelled wellCant you tell!Mix with the local gentry and dont crash tarquins bentleyIll take the bends with our life thru a lensYoure scared of the poor and needyIs that why youre all inbreedy?Theyre just like you, they need love tooWake up on sunday morningAnd everything feels so boringIs that where it endsWith your life thru a lensAnd now youre boyfriends suspiciousSo go home and wash the dishesAnd wash them well so he cant tell
