[00:22.27]Picture this 2.30
[00:23.46]on the hottest night in June
[00:25.26]He awakes for no reason
[00:26.51]and checks his watch by the moon
[00:28.46]And his mouth feels as dry as
[00:30.20]his eyes as he struggles to rise
[00:32.03]And stops to contemplate
[00:32.59]his wife’s thighs as he does up his flies
[00:35.60]He finds his slippers
[00:36.53]where he left them under the chair
[00:38.34]behind the 2 cups
[00:39.59]and an old copy of marie claire
[00:41.59]He switches the on the coffee machine
[00:43.09]that of course works like a dream
[00:45.02]catches sight of his reflection
[00:45.96]in the silver surface sheen
[00:48.27]And It’s a face he knows well
[00:50.01]although it should look less abused
[00:51.01]With all these moisturisers
[00:52.20]and the skin products he’s used
[00:54.94]As he moves through the kitchen'
[00:56.31]his homage to brushed steel
[00:57.81]Across the new pine flooring
[00:59.31]that’s plastic but looks real
[01:00.99]Past the plasma with the widescreen
[01:02.32]and the cinema surround sound
[01:04.65]And he stops on his favourite
[01:06.39]spot by the window and looks down
[01:07.91]On the orange lit street
[01:09.22]at the edge of the private car park
[01:10.60]Where his Audi TT is waiting safely in the dark
[01:14.10]
[01:21.90]Keeping it all inside of you
[01:25.89]
[01:27.70]Something will have to give
[01:31.88]
[01:34.25]And if you could you’ll take it back
[01:38.62]But you lose your way in the way you live
[01:44.86]
[01:59.84]Now he can hear wind chimes
[02:01.77]tinkling out on the balcony
[02:03.33]And his phone beeping out a text message
[02:05.27]in the same key
[02:07.08]He checks it and it’s Jill
[02:09.01]who used to be his secretary
[02:10.01]Before they started an affair
[02:11.82]and things began to get really scary
[02:13.71]
[02:14.46]Now his wife Mary is getting weary of his lies
[02:17.53]Like she’s read the whole
[02:18.84]sordid story in his eyes
[02:20.10]It doesn’t help that
[02:21.85]Jill’s now saying that she’s 2 weeks late
[02:23.92]His mental state is really
[02:25.30]starting to deteriorate
[02:25.80]He never knew how he got so out of his depth
[02:30.10]Or why he’s broken more than
[02:31.79]all these promises kept
[02:32.47]And it’s been ages since he slept
[02:36.03]Properly' his sleeps now broken
[02:37.96]by these dreams of extra-marital activity
[02:39.52]Trying to recapture the rapture
[02:42.40]that he used to get from his material possessions
[02:44.83]And endless retail therapy sessions
[02:47.32]Shoulda listened to what his dad said before he died
[02:50.46]The best things in life
[02:51.77]are the ones you can’t buy son
[02:54.22]Keeping it all inside of you
[02:57.98]
[02:58.99]Something will have to give
[03:03.94]
[03:06.37]Wish you could buy a ticket back
[03:11.43]
[03:12.74]But you lose your way in the way you live
[03:17.04]
[03:19.29]He used to feel so safe up here
[03:21.04]in his shrine to Ikea
[03:21.91]Away from the shouts and the louts
[03:23.97]and the girls with the over-painted pouts
[03:25.79]And the queers and the dykes
[03:27.28]and the kids in their box-fresh Nikes
[03:29.04]Delivering rocks to the house
[03:30.29]across the street on rusty mountain bikes
[03:33.11]
[03:34.36]Aah aah
[03:38.48]
[03:45.53]He used to feel so safe up here
[03:47.09]in his shrine to Ikea
[03:48.65]Away from the shouts and the louts
[03:50.33]and the girls with the over-painted pouts
[03:52.21]And the queers and the dykes
[03:53.64]and the kids in their box-fresh Nikes
[03:55.33]Delivering rocks to the house
[03:56.45]across the street on rusty mountain bikes
[03:58.57]
[04:00.19]Aah aah