Текст песни Robbie Williams - Life Thru A Lens
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Wake up on Sunday morningEverything feels so boringIs that where it endsLive your life thru a lensHair is the new had, brown is the new blackShe sholdn`t wear this he should wear thatPleasure at leisure make a mine a double measure with friendsFasion tardis down at Quo VadisWho laughs the longest who drives the hardest Pleasure at leisure make a mine a doueble measure with friendsJust because I ain`t double barrelledDon`t mean I havn`t travvelled wellCan`t you tell!Oh no it`s quite appallingYour conversation is boring as hell, oh well!Wake up on Sunday morningAnd everthing feels so boringIs that wher e it endsWith your life thru a lensAnd now your boyfriend`s suspiciousSo go home and wash the dishesAnd wash them well so he can`t tellShe`s looking real drab just out of rehabI`m talking foodball she`s talking ab fabYour clothes are very kitch Just because your daddy is richYou sound so funny with your voice all plummyNow your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummyAnd you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it backJust because I ain`t double barrelledDon`t mean I havn`t travelled wellCan`t you tell!Mix with the local gentry and don`t crashTarquin`s BentleyI`ll take the bends with our life thru a lensYou`re scared of the poor and needyIs that why you`re all inbreedy?They`re just like you, they need love tooWake up on Sunday morningAnd everything feels so boringIs that wher eit endsWith your life thru a lensAnd now your boyfriend`s suspiciousSo go home and wash the dishesAnd wash them wellso he can`t tell