Blue Plastic Bags - Malcolm Middleton

The whole world’s going home with blue plastic bags

Six bottles of Stella, Jacob’s Creek and twenty fags

And you know there is no shame

Because we’re all doing the same

Staying in is the new going out

No one’s even coming round

We’ll have toyfights in the hall

You’re all going home with self-help books

Hidden behind Heat because you’re worried about the looks

And you know there is no shame

Because we’re all doing the same

Staring in is the new shouting out

We’re just trying to find out

If there’s any truth at all

The whole world’s listening to downbeat shite

We over-did the good times, now we can’t sleep at night

And you know there is no shame

Because we’re all feeling the same

Sing along with the sad songs

Sing along sing along

Sing along with the sad songs

Sing along sing along