I know you read between the lines
When them up there say it's all fine
Then break your back from nine to five
To keep your two point four alive
Well it's Hymns for a Sunday
And it's booze for a Monday
And dreamers thinking one day
It will all be taken care of
Well don't run away stay here and play
Well I know you're never influenced
By craze or fashions zoo caress
You didn't buy that car to show
The guy next door where he can go
Where your grass is the greenest
And your life saccharinest
Well your beach ain't the cleanest
It will all be taken care of
Well I hope you know I love you so
Twentieth century hero you
Believe what you believe is true
Opinion polls, who gives a damn
Look Errol Flynn now there's a man
With the price of the harvest
Is swept under the carpet
And the big ones fall the hardest
It will all be taken care of
Well you're gonna be the death of me
Well you're gonna be the death of me