Life Thru A Lens — текст песни (Robbie Williams)

Wake up on Sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
Live your life thru a lens

Hair is the new had, brown is the new black
She sholdn`t wear this he should wear that
Pleasure at leisure make a mine a double measure with friends
Fasion tardis down at Quo Vadis
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
Pleasure at leisure make a mine a doueble measure with friends

Just because I ain`t double barrelled
Don`t mean I havn`t travvelled well
Can`t you tell!
Oh no it`s quite appalling
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!

Wake up on Sunday morning
And everthing feels so boring
Is that wher e it ends
With your life thru a lens

And now your boyfriend`s suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can`t tell

She`s looking real drab just out of rehab
I`m talking foodball she`s talking ab fab
Your clothes are very kitch
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummy
And you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it back

Just because I ain`t double barrelled
Don`t mean I havn`t travelled well
Can`t you tell!
Mix with the local gentry and don`t crash
Tarquin`s Bentley
I`ll take the bends with our life thru a lens
You`re scared of the poor and needy
Is that why you`re all inbreedy?
They`re just like you, they need love too

Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that wher eit ends
With your life thru a lens

And now your boyfriend`s suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them wellso he can`t tell