Singing In The Morning - Graham Coxon

Ash in your beer

A ring in your ear

God only knows it’s not classy

Though you are ace

They’ll shout in your face

Cover your ears as you’re passing

Get rid of me

And they’re kicking my arse

But they gotta because

They suck

Feeling so queer

But now that you’re here

God only knows what might happen

Fighting the crowd

Music’s too loud

Ready yourself to get knackered

Get rid of me

And there kicking my arse

But they gotta because

They suck

When those faces turn around

My my backside hits the ground

It’s lonely and it’s the boring

Singin' in the morning

For the sun to rise!

Black dress in red (?)

Sitting in glue (?)

Today is the day that keeps calling (?)

Take me to bed

Sit on my head

So my body don’t feel so appaling

Get rid of me

And they’re kicking my arse

But they gotta because

They suck

When those faces turn around

My my backside hits the ground

It’s lonely and it’s the boring

Singin' in the morning