Everyone does anyway
Taking the low road
Tightening their go hold
To hide in the corner with inserts in colour
Shocking the money-monkey

Living with boredom
Idling on an indolent slump in grey
When will-you-or-won't-you is the question of your day
If you're up and it's dawn and you haven't got a lot to do
Slip in the breeze and chop up your morning wood
Instinct - it knows it's at the pantry door

(Afternoon) climb in the lift we go
(Lazy afternoon) down down a peg or two
(This afternoon) over your rolling stones
It doesn't matter though