The Lucksmiths - Goodness Gracious Lyrics
What a beautiful day for a crushing defeatWhat a stupid waste of sunshineA funeral pace down a favourite streetBut I have to come home sometime, I supposeDon’t be hopeful on my behalfI’d like to offer my resignationAnd strangle myself with a football scarfOr act in self-defenestrationYeah, I have seen better daysThe weekend was mine to wasteI had nothing to doAnd you had nothing to do with meAnd I try, and I try, and I try your patienceHow low must your expectations be?Goodness gracious meGoodness gracious me