sick to death - ian freud lyrics
i’m tired of taking pills and waking up before the sun
i count the hours, one by one
i’m up here with the f*cking morons on tv
and how come they all look like me?
i’ve had a bellyful of tea and sympathy
i’m f*cking sick to death of my own company
the scales tell tales of woe – and secret calories
in case it isn’t clear
sometimes i wish i wasn’t here
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
just you wait and see…
i’ve had enough of good advice from well*meaning friends
it nevеr, ever evеr ever ever ends
they say that words are cheap – but is that really true?
cos i’ve got a bob or two
and nothing much to do tonight…
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
it’s alright – i’ll be back tomorrow
i’m sick and tired of singing this song
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